I do not intend for this to be a blog of large words and introspection over coffee (I don't even like coffee; but I am at starbucks), but the day is gray, and those damned gray days have been known to put many a writer into the "funk of writing."
I do, however, have no idea what I actually intend for this blog to be. I've been wanting to start a blog for a while now, but I haven't because I feel like I'm too varying. I could have a blog about crafting. Or my wonderful relationship with my wonderful girlfriend (and all the problems therein because I am a girl, too). Or about how I'm trying to become a greener person and eat food without high fructose corn syrup or artificial coloring. Or a blog about my job (bartending), and my search for what I really want to do in life (teacher; writer; doula; small business owner; orca whale trainer). Or a blog with my writing in it.
So, I've decided to not simply have one vein to follow in this blog, but many. I know blogs don't tend to do that, so I've chosen Walt Whitman to back me up.
Take it up with him if you don't like my amalgamated blog.
So, hopefully that explains the title of my blog. I have a lot of parts, and I'm trying to figure out how to make them all come together. And I mean, c'mon. It just sounds really cool.