Carry stars in your head and your bound to start sprouting constellations of your own making. Longer nights means more beacons of glitter above you, to hold on too, or something else perhaps as celestial to give meaning to your ceremonial dances with the sky.
The challenge of a new blog is how to go about initiating it. Does one simply divulge into it as though it is project that has been apart of you for who knows how long (which permits the act of posting to become a carefree and easy second nature) or does one stammer on awkward introductions and absorb all the self-consciousness that comes with the newness of things.
I don't know. I don't know. I wanted a space to record things that were happening around me and in me and everything in between. This is the result or shall be the result. We shall see. Hello.
