I started out this blog with a lot of grand dreams. Like most people diving into any new endeavors, there were a million opportunities before me. Now that I’ve been writing for almost a year, though, writing and I have settled into a cozy relationship. I have no illusions that my words will bring people together, or change the world, but maybe they can be the words that one person needs right now. I’m rewriting this introduction with the perspective I’ve gained over that year(ish).  

I’m writing this blog because I think stories matter. Our lives are made up of countless moments that we chose to line up, frame, and hang in the walls of our mind. It’s been easy for me to give the composition of those images very little though, put up things that I don’t even care to remember, and leave things hanging without ever wondering why they’re there. This is my attempt to constantly be observing what I put up on those walls. Take down images of pain, try and reframe the story, and rehang them in a new light. This gallery is mostly for me. It’s the house I live in, and I want to put work, and love, into it. 

That being said, maybe someone else can benefit from my work. So I’m sharing it with the public, with no real expectation. So if you’re here reading it, and get something out of my words, I’m glad. If you have no idea how the hell you stumbled into such a strange corner of the internet, and can’t figure out while you’re still reading this… well, it was for me anyway. I wish you the best, and hope you find your way to other places that suit you better.

Welcome to my blog. Make yourself at home, and enjoy the peak into my brain as I let it pour out onto the page a little bit every day.