In which I wax poetic. Or philosophical. Or candles. Whatever, I don’t know.

I read too many blogs. You know how I know this? Because I sat down to write, and my first thought was, “So what’ll I DO in this first post? A list of resolutions? A check-in on my domestic progress? An outfit of the day or a photo of my last meal?”

And oh, gosh, maybe I’ll do all of those things, at some point. Who knows? I certainly won’t do them half as well as anyone out there already – so why not just write? Right? (HA. See what I did there?)

I’ve actually been at this for a long time, y’all… Since I was 15, to be exact. I had my first website on a “select” freeserver called Manifest-Angel.com. (If anyone else remembers Manifest-Angel, I am sending you a virtual high five, because you are seriously a soul sister. It is one of my FAVORITE THINGS to reminisce about.) I wrote and designed pretty consistently throughout college, and then I just sort of… Stopped. I majored in web design very briefly, thought I’d pursue it after I graduated, and then my mind changed. As it often does, if we’re being honest, but the work became less fun when I had to do it, and the world freaked me out with tales of websites fading from favor and webdesign being a dead end. And that’s a story of woe, or something, but not really – because I ended up working in the nonprofit sector, with urban youth, and I’ve been happy as a clam for five years.

And then something changed. The work got really hard (really hard), in a way that only nonprofit folks who’ve poured their heart and soul into nonprofit work can really understand, I think. (Hashtag: nonprofitproblems.) And my spark started fading and my health started fading and my whole, entire life was affected. Has been affected, is affected. And I still love what I do, but I need to start exploring, living a bit more.

And so that’s what I’m here to do. Or, at least, that’s what I’m here to talk about. Maybe it’ll be suuuuuuuper fascinating, and I’ll have the Internet sitting on the edge of its collective seat (move out, Kim Kardashian)… But probably it’ll just be honest. And maybe a little bit relatable. Maybe I’ll crack a few jokes, or something, make y’all chuckle. (WINKY FACE.)

Stay tuned. 🙂

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