I don't know if I've ever mentioned this before, but I'll say it now: I like to write. Sit me down with a computer and your favorite writing program, or a pencil and piece of paper, for that matter, and I'll be content. (If you don't know what a piece of paper and pencil are, ask your parents!) It's so much fun because there are no rules and endless possibilities. That kind of freedom is what life is all about, I think. Don't you?
That brings me to this. What am I doing here? Is this a very funny blog that a rotating handful of people read, or is this my online journal that a handful of people are privileged to read for free? I think that it's more of a weekly online journal that one day the "right" person will read. But what if I'm the "right" person, and it's not some Hollywood guy (I'm picturing Judd Apatow)? I think that might be what's going on here.
Life is about a serious of risks that people take to try to achieve success, whatever that is. If you don't feel like at any moment everything around you could come crashing to the ground, then you aren't doing it right. That's what I think.
I'm staying busy, which I like. Friday was my birthday. I'm now 24. If it sounds young, it is. If it sounds like I'm whining, I am. It's all of that jazz. Young, fearless, invincible. That's me. Dont forget to write and stay present. I'll talk you later, whoever you are.