Sooooo...... As I write this I can feel my anxiety leaping off the page. The truth is I have no clue as to what I am doing here. My friend asked me to write a blog so of course my immediate reaction was “yes”. Im smart, funny, and good looking (I know that last one doesn’t pertain to this exactly, but heyyy, it never does hurt); so of course I figured that people would love to read about whatever I have to say. On my way home I was excited to show everyone who takes “writing” seriously by my instant success, all the while maintaing my nonchalant demeanor. Basically becoming the F. Scott Fitzgerald of this generation while still maintaining that I only blog “for fun in my spare time”.
When my head hit the pillow later that night is when the shit really hit the fan. I realized that I had absolutely no clue what the fuck I was going to write about. No fucking idea. I knew it had to be something cool, something that showed me as being edgy while staying current; something that showed me as being free loving all the while grounded; something that showed I was ready to handcuff myself around a tree but at the same time showing that I was conservative enough to marry one of Romney’s granddaughters. One thing I did know was that I wasn’t going to be able to write a single word down until I had a topic that covered all of these bases.
Fast forward to today, and I get the FB message “Yo dude, are you still tryna write for the blog?”. Shit!! “Ummmm, ya. I’ve been thinking (which I really wasn’t) that Im going to write a blog about how I don’t know how write a blog” He gives me the response that I never would have expected “ hahaha I think that’s great.”
Sooooooo, here we are again. Me doing something that I have no business doing, which believe it or not is a reoccurring theme in my life. Hope it wasn’t too bad, and if not there will be more to come. Peace.
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