mirrorshedsnolight

So today is an odd day. The weather is eerie, in that storm on the horizon kind of way, and its unsettling me. I figured now would be as good a time as any to make my first journal update here. My words won't be art, but they'll be all mine. Don't expect thousand word essays, or beautiful poetry. Expect rambles about nothing, or slightly ambiguous words that won't mean anything to anyone - probably not even myself a lot of the time. There won't be anything written here every single day...in fact, every other week will be pushing it. But that's just me. Procrastinator extraordinaire. Flawed, Slightly flighty at times, and quite the introvert.