In the beginning...

Well, I'm going to attempt this whole blog thing because 1) it's what the cool kids are doing, and don't i want to cling onto any "cool kid" status i possibly can? and, 2) i have lots to say, and 3) Tyler is always telling me to "Write that down!" I can't tell if he thinks what I have to say really IS profound and should be shared, OR he's just tired of being the soundingboard for all of my rants, raves, deep thoughts, funny jokes, etc. Time for someone else to listen.

I went back and dug up some of my old notebooks (I really hesitate to call them journals or diaries, because they're too much like scrapbooks. And "diary" sounds too juvenile or girlie) to re-read and to get the hang of things again. (That should be an interesting read. Perhaps, I should finish this beer & grab another....) Who knows what I'll unearth in those things. Ah, to be 23 again...... No, thank you.

Probably the real reason for this whole introspective excursion (and who knows how long it may last) is that I'm turning 30 this year. I've been looking forward to 30 for the past 8 years until THIS year. I know it's not a big deal, but there's some sort of shift in perspective that's clouding my brain right now. I hesitate to call it a "fog" or a "dark cloud" because I'm really not dreading getting older. Both of those images conjure up some sense of "impending doom." I really don't feel that at all. (Seriously.) What bothers me, rather, is the world that keeps changing. I'm so damn nostalgic lately, and I don't know why. I keep thinking back to "the good ol days" & that's bothering me. Because the "good ol days" are a LONG time ago. I've had lots of "good ol days" since then, and I'll have many many more to come. I've always been one to look forward to "later," but lately I keep looking back.

I think I'll try to get out a lot of these memories on this blog, in the hopes that -- someday (soon) -- I'll "remember" that the good part's next.