Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls—and everyone in between, welcome to my blog. Before we begin this exploratory process into the nether regions of my brain, which should awaken some inner demons in us all, I’d like to explain why I’ve decided to write one of these here word pages on yer internet screen.
It seems to me that cataloguing ones thoughts in an organized and (hopefully) readable document can allow a person to explore a side of themselves they didn’t know existed. I’m sure that, as this process goes on, I’ll confront some life-altering, principle challenging, or even soul-crushing revelations along the way—and I think that could be quite fun for you, dear reader.
So, let’s set one thing straight: all I’m going to do with this blog is write about anything that happens to be on my mind on any given day. I have a lot of interests that I know a ton of people share, and I think the world might want to hear my take on certain things.
Don’t worry, I realize how conceited that sounds. After all, I’m just one guy living in my parent’s basement, tapping away on a five-year old MacBook. Plus, I’m fully aware that many of the sentiments that I share will come across as INCREDIBLY inane or just downright stupid. I’m but a twenty-four-year-old Caucasian male living in one of the most privileged regions in the world, and my parents actively insured that I was loved throughout my developmental years.
So, whenever you marvel at the luscious stupidity glazed across my posts, consider that I’m but one person with one voice who grew up in one particular way.
Having said that, I’ve always loved writing. From a young age I’ve dreamed of penning the script for the next sci-fi blockbuster, or encouraging the next generation of children to read by writing this decade’s literary phenomenon (see note at J.K. Rowlings’ net-worth for motivation). This passion led me to pursue a degree in English Lit. and Political Science, where I learned how to write…academically—whatever that’s worth nowadays.
Which brings me here, in my housecoat in front of my Mac’s dusty screen. I really should get a Genius to clean this.
Anyway, my name is Gray, and I’m not yet sure I’ll care if you like what I have to say. However, I do hope that you take my words with a grain of salt, and to think critically about everything that spews out of my brain onto this collage of zeroes and ones.
I’ll commit to writing an entry every day, about literally whatever I feel like. This will range from my reservations about selfie sticks to global thermonuclear war, and everything in between.
(Submit equally witty and thought-provoking signoff here)