Why I write.

I stumbled upon a post that nicely summed up why I write. I love writing more than anything in the world. It brings me immeasurable joy. Both reading and writing bring me immeasurable joy.

When I read that post I realized that I was also writing as proof that I was here. My words will outlive me. My loved ones are immortalized on this my corner of the internet. I have no intentions of deleting this blog. It has to live on long after I’m gone.

Should anyone ever wonder what kind of person I was or what went on in my head they can always visit this blog to find out. I am enjoying documenting my experience of being alive. Death is guaranteed. This is me documenting my journey to my death, the ultimate end.

I am most grateful that this otherwise simple act brings me so much joy. I’m basking in the sun while looking at the ocean right now and right now, this moment; life is not that bad. I want to document as much as I can of my experience of being alive. ♥️