It's a start.

Good things have to start somewhere.

Not just good things, I suppose. Everything starts, everything ends. Everything, at some point, springs into existence and just simply is. It grows, it thrives, it persists, it fades, and eventually, it passes completely.

Okay, shit, probably shouldn’t start with pondering the existence of the universe and a subsequent existential crisis. Probably should have started with something a little more light-hearted and friendly, like my taste in music, relationship advice, various sports with balls thrown or kicked around, or the horror of American Imperialism. Fuck.

Please, for the love of all that’s holy and good, let me start over.

My name’s Lena. I’m 22, a girl whose dreams outnumber the stars I see (currently I see zero, since I’m inside and there’s too many fucking trees where I live), who has almost no social life outside work or family, and zero self-confidence. I’m working on those last two.

I’m not sure why I wanted to start a blog, and that’s probably something I’ll explore in the future. I’ll probably talk about, well, pretty much whatever’s bouncing around in my head at the time. It’s a good thing I’ve got loads to talk about. Lot’s of thoughts rattling around up there that I haven’t really expressed before.

The site’s gonna be barren for the first few posts, not gonna lie, but I’m working on touching it up. I’ll be trying to post regularly, but I don’t have a set schedule yet. I’ll get that nailed down in the weeks to come.

I hope this is the start of something good. Something both you and I, dear reader, look forward to every week. To every post. To every topic. Every rambling thought tumbling from my brain, to the tips of my fingers, to every pixel displaying words on a screen.

Even if it’s not, at least it’s a start.