beginnings

well, here i am.
a blank page to write on.
starting over.

new thoughts, new experiences.

i missed writing.
i miss having an outlet for my musings.

i think i get frustrated by the fact that words will never do justice to the experiences themselves. trying--and failing-- to capture reality is something i am very good at. take photography, for example. i am never satisfied with the photos i take because looking at the real thing is so much better. so that makes me wonder: can reality ever be transposed into a different medium, a medium through which reality can be remembered?

this is going to have to work.
i have so much going for me..
and i can't stand to forget any of it.

stay tuned.