Firsts

The first word. The first sentence. The first paragraph.

These will never become any easier and if you ask me, it’s not easy now. I don’t consider myself a writer, at least not well enough to express myself creatively, as much as I do wish to. It’s one of the main reasons for starting this blog actually. There isn’t much I don’t challenge myself to do in this short lifetime I have been given, most of which are the life skills that will always stay with me wherever I go. Writing is one of them.

Growing up, reading and writing was never cool. You were a nerd if you read too much, an outcast if you enjoyed anything from novels to poems and art. It’s one of my biggest regrets now that I look back, and i’m not usually one to regret anything in life. I remember how back in much younger years I used to really enjoy poems, especially those of which that rhymed. Why did we ever stop reading and writing them? Or was I just blinded by societies grasp to follow what was cool at the time? I guess it doesn’t matter any more as time goes by, all that really matters is that to this day I still enjoy them with my Green Eggs and Ham.

For now I place down a marker, something to remind me that this is where I began, that this is the place of origin, my first post. So here’s to many more and hopefully, one day ill be a great writer of my own.

See you on the other side, my friends.