As I lay here contemplating where I want to go with my first blog post, one of my many first blog posts actually, I come to the conclusion that I should just write.

I'm not lying when I say it has been a while when I actually wrote something for fun. Fun? I meant to get things off my chest, good things, bad things.. Things that make no sense. To escape reality? Not really I always knew where I was, just as harsh of a reality when I never have a satisfied feeling after finishing a job. Again, for good or bad, or things that don't make sense.

As I'm stroking my imaginary beard, I'm always thinking "what's next?". A tireless question.
Well what is next?
Bye now.