Always Start With the Edges

So about 8 or so months ago I decided that I wanted to start a blog. I successfully wrote one extremely short post. And yet, I felt I had accomplished something and was so proud of myself for starting something new, something that I WOULD stay committed to. Well, I can say now that I definitely didn't follow through at all. Since that day I have not wrote a single post until now, and honestly how do I know if I will post again. If history is doomed to repeat itself then my next post my very well be in August. I guess we'll just see what happens.

My initial intent for this blog was to open my life up, moment by moment, to the world (or anyone bored enough to stumble across this) to read. I was wanting to convey my efforts to put my life together and find peace. I would still love to do that, but I don't want to set myself up for failure so I am just going to go with the flow. I'll just see what comes to me when I feel like writing. Who knows, maybe I will come up with something profound and significant, or maybe I will just bore us all to tears...

I guess a little background knowledge on the writer couldn't be bad. To sum it all up: I'm 23, I still live at home, I'm a substitute teacher, who desperately wants a REAL teaching job, and I can't seem to change any of this. Depressing enough?

To add a little more: I love to travel, but don't get to do it nearly enough. I love to cook and collect cookbooks, but never have the chance to actually cook anything in them. I love to learn, but only seem to remember those random facts that no one needs/wants to know. I'm a reader that wishes she could write.

There is more to me, I certainly wouldn't use the word simple to describe me or my life, but hopefully those things will come out through here over time.