What is the purpose of this blogs existence?

Well I have memory issues (nothing serious, completely self-diagnosed) and documenting the goings on in my life help me retain some semblance of a timeline of my journey, both spiritual and otherwise (except not really at all spiritual, at least in the conventional sense).

Who am I?

I’m a writer so you may come across early drafts of actual pieces I submit but most of the time it’s mostly diary entries of my fawning over the latest Pottery Barn catalogue or trying to decipher cryptic sex dreams I have about my elementary school teachers. If you’re an upcoming psychiatrist I implore you to take a deep dive through my posts and try to figure out just what childhood trauma exactly it is I’m trying to get over.

I truly hope this blog doesn’t impede future chances of professional career choices but if you notice all the photos of my flipping the bird disappearing and the lack of swear words in my posts then you can bet that I’m trying to present myself as a straight-laced, well-to-do person of color that would just be delighted to work for your insurance/paper/finance company!

And now a mad lib:

I enjoy long, immaculate walks on the beach, getting wailed on in the rain and serendipitous encounters with peanuts. I really like piña coladas mixed with coffee, and romantic, candle-lit wet wipes. I am well-read from Shakespeare to Our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. I travel frequently, especially to the 6th step on the Great Wall of China, when I am not busy with work. (I am a monk.) I am looking for beauty in the form of a Jewish goddess. She should have the physique of Tina Fey and the chortle of Steve Buscemi. I would prefer if she knew how to cook, clean, and wash my Gameboys. I know I’m not very attractive in my picture, but it was taken 64 days ago, and I have since become more zesty.

And finally, I leave you with this quote:

Much like the Ellora Caves I am a deep abyss of mystery and complexity.

—  Me.