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where shall we begin?

I’m not even sure how to begin this post.

So I’ll do what I do best, tell a long winded story that doesn’t exactly go anywhere. But you’re generally left all the better for reading. You’ll certainly leave feeling as though you know me a little more. I’m not sure if that’s a good thing… but that’s for me to know and you to find out.

This week has been the strangest of my life. In the best way. Mind you, I could say that about the past month and certainly year. I think that’s a symptom of living. Of moving forward. They say to live is to change, and to live long is to change often. In a world where most humans struggle with change and change management, I take solace in the fact that it’s the one constant in my life.

I struggle without change. Meaning this year in particular, has been the hardest of my life. However, I count my blessings every day. It was a bit touch and go to see if I would make it through the year. And I have. The same can’t be said for everyone, and I’m so incredibly sorry for any loss you may have experienced.

My writing style is probably best described as odd. Eclectic sounds much too complimentary to me. But that’s what it is. It will chop and change and often make little sense. But choosing to share my writing is my choice. You choosing to read it is yours. I will ask you to be kind when giving feedback or advice, particularly if it’s unsolicited. I take feedback very seriously and am a lot more sensitive than I let on.

I’m excited. I’m excited for the future. I’m excited to write, to share with the world everything that’s been bubbling in my head for an exceedingly long time. The themes and topics will change like the wind, much like me, but I hope you can find something you enjoy. Technology, fashion, food, medicine, style, philosophy, education, family, personal life… just some of the themes that speak to me - which I currently write about on a daily basis.

This blog is going to be a whole load of trial and effort. And I’m here for it. Hopefully you’ll stick along for the ride too. My emails are always open.


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