:: i am a professional ::

Hear ye, Hear ye.

This is a two part expression. To begin I have figured out why I blog! In our culture, gizmillions of people have blogs, but like owning a gun, it is only important if you have a need for one. What then is my need to have such an arbitrary and probably ill-designed piece of internet property? I am writing all this for that one person who will finally understand me one day, and rather than write this in a hidden notebook in my small apartment, I throw it up here, hoping that someone somewhere somehow may read it and finally meet my soul at that level.

During another moment of personal realization this morning, it became clear how important stories are to me. I am a full-time story teller for all goodness sake, and any moment where I am pseudo-depressed is because I am not living a good enough story for me to want to record. This is why my thoughts oscillate between wishing I was returning to India, climbing in Chile, exploring in Thailand, jippie-ing in Houston, and visiting in FL (or LA or NY or WA or DC or anywhere).