
I am a writer. That is to say, I love to write – not that I am especially qualified or notable (I am neither).
I have things I am compelled to say, ideas and emotions that I am desperate to express. That is not to say that you are compelled to read them, or to care about them. But you already know that. You know how the internet works.
It’s just that I’ve spent a lot of time without much of a voice. What I mean by that will become somewhat clearer if you choose to read this.
Although I’ve been a pretentious douche and referred to “you” (presumably the reader or the casual scroller) a few times, I’m writing this for my own benefit. If you’re there, I welcome you. If you’re not, that’s fine, too. I need to write and express; I’m not out for feedback or attention, unless it is freely given.