Quite frankly, my life is unorthodox and interesting. How? In every respect, more than you’d expect. I should’ve began recording it a while ago. It would’ve been comical to read my past experiences. In the slightest, it could’ve been enlightening to read the facts and opinions and apply them, in contrast, to the ever so changing self state.
That’s my shoulda coulda woulda for the day.
There are many purposes to this atrocious form of diary:
- to record
- to quantify
- to analyze
- to critique
- to improve
Or at least, that’s what I hope in this moment.
It truly is a way that I hope to measure the assumed future growth. I also hope nobody I know ever finds this- but that’s another story.
I realize this is uncomfortable, as most introductions are. I promise to get over it, be more open, vulnerable or whatever.
Do we shake hands now?
collectif de cole 