Who Am I?

I am no body.
More correctly, I am no body important or noteworthy on any scale beyond my immediate friends and family.
I strive for a happy existence adrift in a sea of relative mediocrity and anonymity.

Why the blog?

I could just stick to writing in my journal. But I miss the old internet.
I miss writing stuff that might have an audience. My brain just seems to think and process ideas differently if I think someone might actually bother to read it.
And lately¹ I’ve found myself need to express and explore ideas, and just… put them out there.
Yes, a lot is on my mind because of where the world is at right now (This foul year of our lord, 2026). I’m trying to reconcile internal conflicts of feelings, ideas, and beliefs, without really ever having bothered to properly figure out who the fuck I am. By that I mean, who I really am. The person who’s under the many masks and layers of ego. The person who sometimes says, does, and reacts in very unexpected ways that surprises, shocks, and sometimes disgusts me. Hopefully writing here will help me go some small way to figuring out who that person is. But it will require complete honesty and humility.
So with that said, no real fucks are given if anyone reads any of this or not.

[1]: Lately can range anywhere from 2019 to last week.