Tonight I was stricken with the urge to start a blog. But this urge did not seem unique. It felt quite familiar actually, so I scoured the interwebs, and sure enough... here's my blog.
So... 493 days later... (I did the math in my head, but then used timeanddate.com to verify)
Why do I want to blog? I don't think I know that now any more than I did 70 weeks ago. My dad started blogging at the start of the new year, and I think it re-sparked an interest. I suppose I like the idea of keeping a journal, but it never works out and I always seem to digress into self-pity and complaining. I'm not saying I'll ever complain on here (I probably will), but I'm hoping the public aspect of blogging will help keep me somewhat in check.
I'll probably use this blog as a place to share my thoughts, keep a rough chronicle of my life, maybe publish an occasional piece of fiction, ramble about whatever random thing is going through my head... yeah, it'll probably be mostly rambling.
Speaking of which, what's going through my mind right at this moment is that I should have waited one more week to start up again, so it could be an even 500 days later. Oh well.
Now I'm thinking about how I liked the movie 500 Days of Summer. Go check it out if you haven't yet.
Now I'm thinking I'll go to bed. Goodnight interwebs.
-Mychal Dancemaster
