Some Nights

Some nights I wonder to what extent I want to document my travel experience. Typically when I start writing about a particular moment or thought, I get distracted and end up diving in to an unnecessarily long resume of the entire day. Simply being aware of this tendency can discourage me from writing at all. This is the kind of thinking that has inhibited my productivity since middle school. I really ought to work on setting an intention for that...

I created this blog primarily for three reasons. First, I want a way for loved ones to keep tabs on me while I'm away to prevent any unnecessary worrying. Second, I want to keep something of a virtual journal for all the standard reasons one would keep a journal. Third, to maintain my desired level of (in)sanity on this solo journey, I thought it might be a good idea to have a constructive outlet for my creativity. Fifth, I need to kung fu my writing because I'm extremely slow and inefficient, and I'd like to develop my style.  Sixth, a wise man once said, "learn as much by writing as by reading." Seventh, I really enjoy having an audience, and the accompanying challenge of keeping you all engaged. Eighth, I would really like to demystify myself for those of you who haven't quite figured me out, as well as for those of you who are sure that you have. And ninth, I was too embarrassed to admit in person that I can't count. The ultimate goal: to find balance; a place where this blog, at the very least, satisfies our respective wants and needs of it.

In conclusion, I'd like you to listen to the song, "Some Nights" by Fun.. Queen meets Michael Jackson. I can't get enough. I walk around listening to it with a slight bounce in my step like it's my theme song. I like to imagine a little ant cruising along top a cliff like he owns the world, just before he gets flicked.