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I am not a blogger. I have this intense fear that if I compose all my most intimate thoughts on a format such as this...it will hasten my death. I will write words of profound intensity and once I get them all out, I will cease to be needed as an actual creature that walks on this earth--my words will become more important than my presence. You know, on second thought...I'm not that good a writer. I think I'll be fine.



So..wow, what a crazy, freaky, sad, happy, tumultous 60 days or so. I've experienced the gamut of every human emotion I thought possible. Not just the regular ones that happen, say, like at my job. You know...annoyance, stress, satisfaction, accomplishment, disappointment, delight, etc. These were new and more intense emotions. Love, hatred, helplessness, desperation, empathy, desolution, depression, compassion, revulsion, sadness, grief, gratefulness, humility, cluelessness, peacefulness, restlessness, pain, loss, relief, and appreciation. And not in that order.



This blog, as it is being composed at 5:20 am (after about 3 hours of sleep) is not going to say much. It's really kind of a pre-amble for a couple of assignments that I'm supposed to undertake to get me through all that stuff I mentioned that I experienced in the last 60 days. Although I did well in school, I wasn't much for homework. But this homework gets me to some important ends., so I guess I'll get out my number two pencil, my trapper keeper and my protractor and get to work. More to come, 3 people that might read my blog!