Waking Up.

I don’t know how to start this, or who exactly I should have in mind as I write this, but I’m just going to go for it because I don’t see a reason not to.

 Somehow I’ve gotten used to the idea of keeping my writings and other creations hidden from the world, yet I’m not sure why that is. How did I allow myself to conform to such a poor view of my own little world? Even though I don’t know how I did that to myself, I’m hoping to fix that. I’m hoping to step out of my comfort zone and take a chance; trusting in my ability to write… to relate, in some sense, to someone who feels like they’re also floating right there with me in the galaxy of oblivion.

This is an attempt to wake up… an attempt to find whatever it is I can feel my heart searching for. 

Writing is something I have always loved, and it has always provided an outlet for me to be raw. Ever since I was little I’ve had the desire to start a blog, although I never had a clear idea of what to blog about. For instance, I love coffee but did I want to create something solely dedicated to coffee? I know for a fact that I don’t have enough to say about any one subject, and besides that, I don’t trust that I’ll be able to commit to something as momentary as ‘coffee’. So if someone were to ask me what this whole thing is going to be about:

“Who even is ‘Pudge the Blogger’?”

My desire is for this to be something that will fix this malfunction that’s going on inside of me, or at least patch it up. Whatever I write here in the future… I want it to be truly personal and genuine… I want it to be a dreamer’s fall back to reality. That’s what this is… the thoughts of someone who has never wanted to touch the ground...

If I can at least inspire myself, then I think that’s a pretty good result, because I could use some inspiring.