April 10, 2025

I write, erase, consider giving up, write, erase, consider giving up, and that cycle repeated until I decided to just write.

This experience of mine isn't unique in the slightest. As I am sure any who have even half-heartedly attempted at putting their thoughts in the written word suddenly found their mind empty, even though it was oh so filled and loud only a moment before.

But I digress, the point of this website is...was to serve as my own slice of the internet, that is solely mine, and cannot be taken from me. If that is what it will be in the end, who knows, I certainly do not.

What it will be for sure is a timeline of sorts, of thoughts, of actions, that are me and mine.

Will this be the first and last post? Possibly, but my father always said "you don't pay for it, that's why you don't care, if you did, you would take better care of it." And I am paying $11/month for it. Though that was always said in response to "why don't I care about..." insert any laborious and never ending task you also dread doing. Dishes and cleaning are my personal demons.

Anyways, currently, I am working as a Juvenile Probation Officer.

Apologies for this not being exciting or particularly interesting, I imagine for you isn't at least. Maybe it isn't exciting because at least by the standards of expressing outward active emotions, I rarely if ever get excited.

But I do find a great many things oh so interesting.

I am not too sure why you are here or why you made it this far, but let's just pretend this never happened. As I am likely to put this website and everything I write or put on it, into an infinitely deep and dark recess of my mind that I hopefully forget exists.

Welcome to my life.