Mmmm… Does this look good or what? The cottage cheese mixed in the angel hair pasta is courtesy of Melissa, who really likes when I use her name on the Internet. She taught me how to REALLY eat pasta- in a bowl!

I’ve been thinking about blogging and why I do it; why I started in July. My life has changed immensely in this short period of time, and I guess I want to be sure that I’m doing it for the right reasons. Well, the first was to have a creative outlet (though it’s not always very creative… oh well). I think I’m upholding that end of it. Next, I wanted to keep in touch with some friends who are also technology addicts, and that’s working too. Last, I wanted to be able to write about some things that I still need to work through in real life. It’s always easier to write or type thoughts out before I speak them. This is the part I’m not actually implementing, simply because I’m afraid. I am realizing that I have friends who read this blog, and, just like real life, I don’t want them to be disappointed in me. I tend to present the parts that my family or friends will approve of or pat me on the back for. So for me, this post signals that I want to be as open as I can in writing so that I can transfer it into my living, breathing, speaking to another human face, life. I don’t want to hold back- and if you’re reading this, and continue to read, you are choosing to, despite the disappointments I may throw your way.

I cannot write simply to be read; if I want to be genuine, I have to write my true thoughts as they come to me. (But not ALL… there are some things which must remain sacred!)

Truth: I had a hard time last weekend, and I’m worried about this one coming up. There’s an incredible amount of time to be wasted feeling sorry for oneself when you are lonely. Don’t get me wrong, I have friends, ones I wish I could see more of, and life has taken many of us apart for varying reasons. I understand this. I don’t intend to guilt any of my friends reading this into calling me up, or asking me out for coffee. Rather, I feel like I am being stretched and challenged by this alone time, and I realize that I am finally learning to reach out to others instead of simply waiting to be reached at.