May as well start at the beginning.

I never thought I'd do this. Blog, that is. Somehow I always thought it was strange to put one's thoughts up like this for all to see. But, for whatever reason, it feels like I should now. So here I am. I never really kept up with a journal with much regularity, but perhaps this will persuade me to write more like I should.

Like many blogs, I think I'll make my first entry an introductory one. Hello. My name is...classified for the moment. I'm not sure how comfortable I am with this whole thing yet. In case you haven't noticed, I'm not the most "normal" of all people...whatever that is. I like it that way. I am just a few short days away from my 20th birthday. I just finished one chapter of my life, an I'm waiting on the next. That's where I am right now. Waiting. I don't like waiting. I don't know of anyone who does. But so be it. I'm interested to see what happens. It's like I'm watching the movie of my life and this is the intermission.

Other than that, I identify myself as an artist and a free spirit (to use some overused modern vernacular). In other words: I'm a hippie. I draw, I paint, I photograph, I write...and I play around with a guitar and a mandolin. I'm a dreamer and a bit of an idealist. But I tend to balance that out with healthy doses of cynicism and realism. I'm a hopeless romantic. I've had my heart shattered and can still love. And that's the most important thing of all: love. That is all I aim for in life: to love and be loved, and to be happy.

An that, in a very small nutshell, is me.