This is my first attempt at a first post, so please withhold judgement until later. This is basically the pilot.
We all know the second season is usually when things hit their stride. Expect nothing less.
Setting expectations has become an important part of my life. I realize I have run into issues in the past when I don't say things out loud. When I don't communicate what I am thinking, my intentions, or my actions they tend to cause trouble.
Not like get-arrested kind of trouble, but rather, just difficulties. Creating difficulties for myself is not ideal. Creating difficulties for others is even less ideal. And threading this needle of satisfaction can be tough on a good day.
So setting expectations for what this blog will be is important. And it's important that you know that I don't know. Because I don't have to. All I can do is hope it offers some value here and there for myself and others. But it's okay if it doesn't.
The practice of writing should offer some value to me at the very least; to get things out of my head. With any luck, given enough time and context, some AI web scraper will hoover up this content to create a composite version of my consciousness that will live out its days as a wry chatbot in some forgotten corner of the internet.
What dreams may come.