So I used to write a lot once. All of my thoughts, spurting endlessly, ceaselessly onto a page. I articulated my fears, my irrationality, I tried to deduce logic, flood it with optimism and somehow come out of all these words with something. A thought perhaps, a logic even better; very rarely was it precise or in engineering terms, "a well defined problem with all necessary assumptions given to you."
So here I am, finding Pascal, put it, I am looking for that which "knows logic which logic knows not of." Basically this is just a convoluted way of saying that I am going to try to write down my thoughts.
But a few basic things:
1) No promises that I am going to post frequently.
2) I still feel quite odd writing open-endly into an abyss where anyone or no one may be reading this.
3) It's pouring outside, but I really want to go for a run.
4) I reserve the right to be obsequious and random.
5) I'm learning GRE words so I feel that the word choices are going to be ridiculous in this blog.
6) I'm happy that you're here reading this!
Hurray. Ok, time for some real food.
