I feel like if I’m going to start writing a blog, I need some sort of grand introduction, but I don’t want to write with an airy sense of self-importance, as though my decision to share my cacophony of thoughts this morning with the online world, in a virtually invisible forum is of some sort of great importance. Really, I’ve realized that the way I live my life and think my thoughts is in a way that seems to require sharing. It seems to me that every perception and experience I have, I want to share. I see things through my own eyes, but immediately formulate them into a story of the experience. It’s not that I want to brag about what I’m doing or seeing or thinking, but more that I really enjoy the idea of crafting small, even mundane, details into provocative stories. When a small moment makes me smile or wonder or feel a lift of happiness, I’m ever curious about how to share it. How to communicate it to the rest of humanity.