The only way to begin is by beginning
What is this space even for? These thoughts can't stay inside my head but there's no place that feels safe enough to spill it with my face attached to it and let's be honest, this kind of rambling really shouldn't just be unleashed on people. So it lands here, amongst the anonymity of the internet. Besides, I've long been drawn to other people's stories. Memoirs, biographies, storytelling, music. I just love to hear how other people did this life thing. When I believed I could earn a 4 year degree I wanted to study sociology. Tell me how people work! Foreshadowing to me learning I'm autistic at 40 and still trying to figure out how people work. So, I want to start to document my own story. However that looks. And like I said, thoughts always feel better out, than in.