There’s a whole world out in cyberspace that I’m about to explore. And thus begins my documented journey into the unknown. I’m not really sure if anyone cares to share in my joys, frustrations, accomplishments, and failures but I need to write these things for myself. So that one day, I’ll be able to look back and laugh at myself, or cry at the memories, or die of embarrassment from my rambling and misuse of punctuation marks. I, along with so many others, am just trying to get my foot in the door. I’m just hoping for a pretty door that smells like warm apple-pie to open. A girl can dream, right?
I’m content but confused, I’m blessed, I’m pretty sure I have culinary skills of some sort somewhere in me, I’m annoyingly curious, and I’m unsure… unsure of so many things. Most of all though, I’m just me. So much has already happened on my journey that I’ve already forgotten and this is my hope to remember everything and to grow.