This is stating the fact: I am always personal when it comes to blogging. It is the truest, most honest means I can speak about life and all the strings attached to it, and I’m ready to drop a bomb or two when called for. To tell you frankly, I did not make this blog as a regular, read-and-follow-my-exciting-purchases-and-adventures because that’s the standard. I’m among the stupid ones. I’m among those who write in their blogs solely as a vent-out of the cramped words and crushed thoughts. This is my chimney. Yes, you’re reading my chimney.
Hey, but it’s not too bad, right? Because, dear stranger, we don’t each other, and I don’t even know how you got here, but let me tell you this: we’re made of the same thing. Stardust. The breath of God. The kind of stuff that makes suns burn and stars linger for a million lightyears. Okay, so we don’t get to live that long, but I tell you, we’re a wonderful specie. Extraordinary.
Wait a second; I got lost there.