So I might as well write something. Even if that something is boring. But can I be honest for a second? First posts are NEVER good. I mean, what does a “blogger” even do? Just jump right in? I can’t fathom it. I CAN’T FATHOM IT.
So anyway. Hi. My name is Sarah; I’m sure I’ll go into more depth later as this thing evolves (sarcasm). This isn’t my first blog and it probably isn’t going to be my last. I mean, I thought my last blog was going to be my last (rip beauty-bitch.net) but then I got bored and spent $99 on a new domain.
No big deal, it was a tax return gift to myself. It’s the only way I buy nice things. That, and on credit.
(That was a joke.)
This isn’t going to be a niche blog, but this isn’t going to be a 2005 LiveJournal-esque nightmare either. What I envision is a golden space for me to post poignant essays about life through the eyes of an anxiety-ridden Millennial as she attempts to navigate the ups and downs of adulthood – you know, something that everyone but Millennials will hate – but in all honesty I’ll post garbage. Steaming garbage. Something that everyone including Millennials will hate.
I’m kind of a pro at that.
WHAT I AM TRYING TO CONVEY is this isn’t going to be a blog with a theme. I found that themes and I don’t mesh. This is my writing project and I’m the captain of this sinking ship. So all aboard, I can’t promise we won’t hit a few icebergs along the way.
Except I promise that when this ship finally tanks, I’ll have room for all of us on the floating door.