I am thinking of starting a blog. This is the first entry. This counts as thinking because I could still take this down. It feels weird to start a blog. I had one in high school and it backfired badly because of a couple problematic entries. The retaliation was far worse than the entry itself though. I will leave the rest to your imagination.
I continued blogging in college and then I fell off. My blogs were important to me and irrelevant to everyone else. I feel like the more irrelevant I imagine my writing to be the safer I feel.
I watched The Dreamers by Bertolucci last night. I had been meaning to watch it since I was 17 but just never got around to it. It was good, had that very early 2000s hipster energy where every one tried to be quirky, express that they were so interesting. Remember when Facebook profiles were just lists of people’s favorite music? Or maybe those were just the emo/hipster kids. I was one of them.
Back when I used to blog, I wished I lived somewhere other than Columbus, Ohio. It’s nice to return to an old “craft” (I am giving blogging too much credit by calling it a craft), from a better location, a better version of me. Hola from NYC.
a soft death 