Entry 1:
Figured I'd try this Blogging thing on for size, as a diversion from the monotony of life.
It's a rather funny phenomenon, this art of Limbo, where one knows not where they are to be, nor where they have truly come from. This unknown, this facade is the true menace of happiness as it sucks the life out of all of the accomplishments and the most powerful of interests. In my travels, the series of melancholic transitions and grayscale events that is life, the one constant is that when I strive for more, it seems harder to appreciate what I possess, when I have amassed the wealth of a lifetime in wisdom and companionship, I crave yet more. I look at who I once was, who I am now, yet have no answers as to the future me.
Insatiable as it may be the conclusion of this first blog will be the fleeting thought of:
"The travels of life are marked by many milestones and stages, the key is to try and appreciate what you have at present and in the past but yet still push onwards"
