Crystal Clear, Razor Sharp

So why do you want to read my blog?

Maybe its because something I say or the way I say it will touch you. Maybe you can relate in some way. Maybe you’ll start to care about what happens to me, or begin to worry about the people that come and go from my life like it was some revolving glass door without a doorman. Maybe you’ll even start to like me. And I think I know why.

Odds are, you’re no one special either.

You’re just like me. You just live life, hoping that someday the things you have done will somehow amount to something worthwhile. You want to be able to sit down on your couch when you’re sixty years old and life aches in your bones and believe that someone cared. Maybe you aren’t even looking that far down the road. Maybe you just want to survive this week.

You are reading this because, I believe, life is worth reading about, even if you are no one special. Day after miserable day we get, rub our eyes, and breathe in the next moment of life. We go through each little detail, joy and pain, of each little moment, because life matters.

That’s what this blog will be about. My life, as it happens, seen only through my blogs. I may be vague at times, but I will always be honest. Life is honest. I won’t tell you where I’m from, I won’t tell you who I am. For now, I won’t even tell you my name. But I will be here whenever you feel like reading about life.

Because life is something special.