I suppose, for formalities sake, I should start off with a thoughtful explanation of why exactly I’m writing a blog. Sadly, although I do have an explanation, it’s not very thoughtful. It was a simple decision decided on the spur of the moment, so….here I am.
That boring prologue aside, I’ll plunge straight into the murky world of myself. I am an artist, but a bad one. I am a lover of culture, yet I myself have little. I am a writer, yet I am nothing compared to so many talented others. I love to travel, but I have so many insecurities and petty fears that going on an airplane makes my heart thump. I love our great and diverse world, yet I hate the horrors within it.
Simple, unoriginal, right?
