Beginnings

Here we go. I've never blogged about anything before. I've always been rather against the whole idea. I remember when I first got Facebook or rather a "MySpace", my mother asked me "is that that blogging stuff?" Being 12 and reading too much into her tone and immediately paranoid, my immediate response was, "NO MOM, that's not even close to MySpace". I just remember walking away thinking, what in the heck is a blog. Needless to say, through the years and personal curiosity I've explored and gathered that a blog is a page on the internet where you write either your most personal thoughts, experiences or give advice that you yourself are still trying to take. Either way, I have decided to indulge thanks to a very good friend and I'll be honest, I don't hate it.

I'm not sure where to begin or because I've written my first paragraph, maybe it's more of what comes next, what I am sure of however, is that "the basics" are always a good place to fall back on , mostly because it allows for doors to open and puts my mind more at ease that I'm going to be publicly displaying my life online. With that said, I think I'm ready.

I'm 22 soon to be 23 and have had a lot of great life experiences thus far. I live in a bubble of my own thoughts yet am an extroverted social overachiever. I enjoy spending my time with people. I've recently accepted that fact that I don't do well with alone time or when I have too much time on my hands, hints why I've taken the advice to start a blog, but rather, this is an outlet. A place where I feel comfortable to write things that I want people to know. After all, it is just me and my computer when this all takes place and that's what I must keep remembering. Isn't there a song like that, just me and my dog, or me and my…. something. It will come to me later.

I'm 22 soon to be 23 and we've established so far that even though I've made a blog, I'm not entirely accepting of the idea, nonetheless I'm following through with it. Along with that, we've summed up that I don't like spending too much time alone and enjoy the company of others, and I've indulged into yet another realm of the internet world. At this point, I'm realizing I'm pretty average. I'll take it.

I love to move even though I hate moving. I usually end up having some type of mental brake down and the people around me usually end up cleaning up my mess. Normally I give thanks and do a nice gesture, only because I'm addicted to moving, that's no longer sufficient for my helpers.  You see, for someone who loathes moving so much, it's practically my hobby. In the last 4.5 years, I've moved 8 times, and I'm getting ready to move in 2 weeks. My current location has been the shortest of all my stays. A whopping 6 months. Some people who know that their living situation are temporary will sign leases for that long or have plans for what is next. I however, am breaking my lease and moving 45 minutes away. After I've spent the last 4 out of the 6 months unpacking. In spite of that all, I'm excited to move. It will be a money saving, door opening move. Denver has opportunity, as any large city would and though this next move will also be short lived, it will have allowed for more time to make and set a plan that is tangible and realistic, because sometimes we have to take steps backwards in order to take a step forward.