If I cut off some part of my body

would it fix one red point in the swirling world

or just join the kaleidoscope’s world rubble?

-Charles Hartman

I’ve been working around the idea of having a blog for some time now… Well, pretty much since the 5th grade I’ve been thinking about having one. This will be my very first attempt to upkeep a personal blog, with all that time. I think the reason I haven’t had a blog up and running is because of the sense of foreboding that is attached to any new blog; that it will fail. That the quality of writing will be poor, or that the subjects I write about will be boring, or that the things I have to say simply not worth saying. Namely, that it will not be what I want it to be.

But I think that the largest qualm I have about keeping a blog will be letting go of all the things go unsaid. I know I have a problem with this, with the omission of particular details. When I recall a story to a group of friends I include the dumbest details. I can’t resist. People usually want to hear the story, get on with it Logan so we can move on. I’m bad at that. I’m afraid that what I’m trying to say and what I’m actually saying doesn’t line up.

So this is me, giving the backstory and all its details to my decision to start this blog. Ok Log let’s move on. But for me, these details are needed if I’m gonna attempt to explain something. Especially if I’m to explain myself.

ALRIGHT LOGAN LETS ACTUALLY MOVE ON NOW

This all being the events of me, I’m gonna try my best to keep my posts above the kaleidoscope’s world rubble of mr. Hartman— that is, I’m gonna go ahead and allow myself to be the center of the universe, the fixed point in the swirling world, and I’m gonna try not to worry about the every day details. I know I’m going to get all upset at myself when I’m trying to write down every single exciting thing that happens to me, so I’m not going to. I’m going to try using twitter, my phone, my camera and video camera, I’m gonna go with music video this week and poetry the next, WHADDEVAH MAN I’M GONNA DO IT.

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