For years, I've said that I'm going to write something, and I did. I started my first blog five months ago and I have enjoyed it, but now I think I need to move on to something more substantial.
From the time I was little, I enjoyed writing and telling stories. As I got older, it started to become a chore and the enjoyment dwindled. After all, how many essays and papers can one write and still maintain enjoyment? Years after school ended, the process of journaling became the "in thing"to do. It's kinda like the grown up version of writing in your diary. Now, in the electronic age, blogging has become the venue for written expression.
Upon reading my other blog, a friend of mine commented how much she enjoyed it. She said that she felt like she could hear me telling the story; waving my hands around and being animated. That's always how I envisioned it to be, and the way that I enjoy telling stories. After all, stories like lives, are not one dimensional. There are layers on top of layers and should be expressed as such. Anything can be made more interesting with a little flavor, a little spice, a little color added to it.
So I am now putting on my flavorful, colorful, spicy shoes and starting the walk.
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