Shitstorms a plenty!

Well just sitting here, can't believe I am starting a blog. I said, hey, I know one person that will be my faithful dedicated reader, and that's good enough for me! Maybe I can recruit one or two more over time, but hey, you gotta start somewhere. I figure that writing out erradic thoughts on random sheets of paper was getting a little old and maybe time to keep a record of this craziness I call My Thought Process.

Why do I have an urge to write what I am thinking? And furthermore, why do I have an urge for other to people to read what I wrote about what I am thinking? It is insanely personal to me and I feel exposed when others read what I have written, but at the same time I need to know that maybe someone out there understands where I am coming from and can tell me that I am not completely insane, or devoid of any actual common sense. I think this is why I ramble, and continuously repeat myself to no end; just so I can be sure the person who is listening undestands what I am saying. Do you understand what I am saying??

Another reason I think I write is because I feel the need to connect to other people. And at the same time, I want them to connect with me. The written word has always been an amazing pleasure in my life, whether or not I was the reader or the writer. I have taken so much pleasure in other people's writing, I can only dream of giving back to others the things that were given to me through the things I have read, whether it be books, poetry, or song lyrics! It's like they've shared a little piece of themselves and their life with you, and I love that! Life is a wonderous thing for me and the human race is equally amazing. This world in which we live, and the experiences we have as people are a gift and not to be taken lightly, although sometimes we are all guilty of taking our lives, pleasures, and even hardships for granted. It is all a lesson in the making and God only knows if we will ever figure out what it was all for. Let's just hope we accomplish in this life what we were meant to, or at least we figure out what those accomplishments are supposed to be, and strive our hardest to achieve them. I tell my kids at work everyday to 'be the best you You can be'. And even when it is hard, if we try, at least we will have satisfied ourselves!

I guess that is enough rambling. Future rants to come!