In the beginning

I never thought I'd go back to "blogging". I kept a live journal freshman year of college... and I kept a diary for an entire year (Jan. 1st to Dec. 31st) in 9th grade and then off and on. I like going back and re-reading... it is like discovering who you used to be. There are times when I look back and I don't remember ever writing this or feeling this way.

I regret not keep a diary for all my life. I regret not being able to go back and rediscover my past. I'm a nostalgic person, can you tell?

I'm not even sure what I want this blog to be. About me? A diary? An inspiration? Does it even matter? No. I'm going to just let it go and see what happens. I think forcing yourself to choose... that sometimes you loose what really matters.

That's where I've been... but what matters right now is the right now. And I'm currently living in Historic Richmond, VA and loving it. I grew up in a teeny tiny town in the middle of nowhere and I like living in the action. I like that there are bands to see, stores to shop in, and things happening.

I've also been lucky enough to find a place in a decent neighborhood, even if my land lord is a slum lord, so I've been spared most of the pitfalls of big city life. Not that Richmond is a "big city". I have friends who live near DC in the NoVa area and that is "big city life". Traffic... yuck.

What else? I like my job! Huge plus... even if it doesn't pay well. The boyfriend thinks I should find something else, but with all that has been going on I'm putting that on hold. Graduate school...maybe... new job? Not right now.

The boyfriend is also in the "right now" mix. We've been dating forever and he's scared of commitment. It's every girl's problem. No big surprise.

Anyway. I'm making the most of what I have and trying to find my spot in the mayhem.