It was a whole five seconds that took me to settle on a name for the first blog post I share with y’all today. Thinking about words is like finding meaning, reasons behind why we say what we say or think how we do, filling the spaces in our lives and ourselves like we all need this big reason as to why we are here or why we do what we do, why we are who we are; but excuses are not reasons and explanations are meaningless when we edit ourselves into a ratatouille of metaphorical hidden meanings. Words are words and how we choose to use them may be reason enough if there is something sincere to say. We all sometimes feel like shouting to the wind in hopes that our happiness or our sadness will carry on like leaves and reach caring ears, and sometimes we just shout into the unknown without any expectations.
This blog is an editorial exercise. Editorial because it is solely based on my opinion and my, often, senseless need to rant. Like replaying a moment in our minds after the fact and coming up with the right words to say when we can’t turn back and change a thing already, I don’t expect to make much sense nor I intend to ever be objective. I just feel like shouting. So The faults that faulted is me: mistakes made, inexperiences, and flaws. Yet it is also the eagerness to learn and the childish positivity in that there is no wrongdoing in trying.
Accomplishing something needs not to be cemented in the outcome, perhaps the road is reason enough to go somewhere. Getting lost has proven to be a way to find that which we didn’t know we were looking for.
This space will slowly get filled with words, a flow of mindful thoughts I wish to share. Do not worry, it is not all about rants and cliche’d phrases; it too will be a recollection of my interests that may as well interest you. A space where to share my written work whenever there is something I feel like it’s worth sharing, a space where to talk about tech, review some new gadget that has me excited, talk about photography, maybe even review a book or a film. A space where I choose to not constrain myself to a single purpose but to a body of my faults.
Today I start with this, a simple truth. Tomorrow who knows, I will come back and there will be something to say, to show you, something to share. So let me thank you for taking the time to read this very uninspired monologue, and I do hope you will return and hopefully find something interesting then. Someone once told me I shouldn’t make promises, so I won’t, but I shall try to stay honest to you and to myself, and like snapshots fill this space with meaning, a fleeing meaning, and a road not a destination.