This is technically my 11th post, but I am nonetheless a newbie in the world of blogging. My not-so-shitty first draft (I hope) was posted a year ago, but life happened and got in the way of writing, so I just re-started writing a couple of months ago.
Unlike with blogging, I used to journal during my pre-teen years (9ish) to navigate my then increasingly tumultuous family life; realization of a broken family, unofficial parental custody, looming separation with siblings, school friends, the works. I also wanted to express myself and acknowledge my thoughts and emotions non-verbally, secretly. Without realizing it, I had a good sense of self-preservation at a young age and journaling helped me to stay aware and not act out. Deeming myself unemotional, I was surprised looking back that I could write with such impassioned feelings, even horror, suspense stories in between. I digress.
Back to blogging — so far; 11 posts, 12 followers, 13 or so likes on a post. I prefer a certain anonymity to this online journal/blog/learning-crunching portal/therapeutic exercise. Anonymous or not, I’d like to be part of a community of travelers, writers, foodies, adventurers/explorers like me. I’d also like to learn from people from all walks of life who take time and effort to understand themselves and/or the cultures, this world we live in. It feeds my eternal curiosity. I hope to contribute by writing consistently, honestly, accurately and coming up with better content over time. Oh, I also love taking pictures (strictly a newbie). Happy blogging, you and me! 🙂