How are you supposed to start a blog anyway? I’ve been looking all over and can’t find anything really clear.
So today was (well, still is) my 33rd birthday. I guess you can say I’m a third of the way through my life, more or less. And here I am, still not really sure who I am or who I’m supposed to be. Husband, father, yes, but what kind? Somedays I’m not even the same from minute to minute. Maybe I’ll figure it out this year.
Recently I’ve been reading Xenophon’s Anabasis, watching Vikings, listening to power metal, and playing Dwarf Fortress. Makes me want to be a badass and go out and smash stuff. Am I supposed to be happy with myself? Is it okay to wish things had turned out differently?
I just looked back and realized I used the word “supposed” three times already. Am I putting too much stock in other people’s opinions? What the crap, I don’t even freaking know.
I’ve tried blogging before and never kept up with it. I really want to try this again. Maybe it will work out this time. If anyone is reading this, feel free to drop by anytime, leave me a note if you want. I really do enjoy talking to people. I think if you do it right you can come up with something you’ve never thought of before. Let’s see what happens this year.
Take it easy,