I came to the conclusion not so long ago that there are three things in life that I am good at. Two of which I will not speak of, and the last one is writing. I was born to write. My mind is a bowl full of thoughts and ideas and when I cannot speak about them, I write about them. Writing is cathartic for me. Once I caught wind that you can become a professional blogger, I realized I had found my calling.
Each blog will complete the sentence of "Umm, about that..." I have a lot of "Umm, about that" moments in my day because I work in customer service so I see that it takes all kinds to make the world go round. I associate myself with people who make me question how it is I still have some sort of grasp of sanity. There is a shit load of people in this world that make me thankful that I still have a few marbles still rolling around up in my head, although sometimes it may not seem it.
But, I bid my readers (provided I actually get some) a good night. Real posts will begin tomorrow when I have more time to do this.
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