Hello. Have I ever told you about a passion I have that may be, quite possibly, bigger than my love for photography?
DUN. DUN. DUN.
I love to write. The other day I was in an in depth conversation regarding our economy and someone said “full disclosure, I’m no longer reading your posts because: they’re too long” and I laughed because it takes me all but two minutes to hash out a well thought out response of five paragraphs and sometimes I find it hard to remember that as easy as it is for me to write, reading what I have to say isn’t as desired by the masses.
Which is too bad, because honestly, I think I may write a book…
The only problem I face right now is that I’m not sure what I want to write about, actually I’m not really sure of a lot of things at the moment. I’m in my early thirties looking at my life contemplating everything, which I haven’t honestly figured out if it’s that I’m in my thirties and therefore it is prerequisite to find yourself pondering things on a broader spectrum or if it’s some kind of mid-life crisis where we find ourselves contemplating the bane of our existence.
I mean obviously it’s one other the other, right?
Anyway, I’ve decided to take time to write every day. I don’t know if I’ll necessarily link back to this via social media or not, so if you see this then you just may be the only one.
Are there topics you’d like to hear about? Let me know in the comments section!