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There are too many blogs in existence today. There are blogs about cupcakes. There are blogs written for cats, by cats. There are even blogs about blogging. Your mom has a blog and she’s not telling you. Blogs are the new underground regime, and their leaders are living in caves right now, near your neighborhood, secretly plotting world domination. If you don’t yet have a blog, you will, just give it time. I have a blog. This is it. It’s my first blog. It’s called “30s in progress.” The title is a bit generic for my own tastes but it’s a work in progress. I will evolve and the blog will follow.

I am living in an extraordinary period of my life. If you’re reading this, then you probably are, too. It is the period that begins in our mid-twenties and ends when we either die, or buy a minivan. No longer are other people telling us where to be and what to do. We now have full ownership over our own decisions… and our mistakes. We have control of our lives, but most of us have no idea what in the hell we should do with that control. I have no idea what I’m doing, other than keeping in motion, and remaining in progress.

I created this blog because the aforementioned period of my life has lead to the development of a very serious and personal problem for me, and I needed a remedy. My problem is that thoughts, observations, and (hopefully original) ideas leak from my brain at high speeds at all hours of the day, and I cannot make it stop. This blog will be my net, as I attempt to capture and make sense of those thoughts, observations and ideas. If you are sick (in the head), and actually want to learn more about me and witness other narratives from my life, you can go here and read my secondary blog.

I welcome and encourage all comments, criticisms and complements equally, as long as there is some thought behind it. After all, blogging IS an act of narcissism (credit to D-Tales for that observation), and if I didn’t want to hear your feedback, I would be writing in a bed-side journal instead. If I get off-track, call me out. If you comment anonymously because you’re too lazy to create a free account or to simply type your initials at the bottom of your comment, I will find you and kick you in the face. Prizes are available while supplies last.

Complacency can kill you. New experiences are the key to progress. I believe that we should all be in progress. This blog will always be in progress.

Thanks for stopping by.