Recently, I found a Facebook Note that I’d written when I was a junior in college. It was one of those terrifically narcissistic “25 Things About Me” things, where you make one and tag 25 of your friends and then they’re supposed to write 25 things about themselves, too. But mostly you tag them so they have to read your note. Facebook Likes had just come out, then. Two people Liked my note.
I read what I’d written, these 25 things that I once thought it was so important that everybody know about me. And, it was kind of nice! Incredibly shallow, but nice. I remember trying to come up with 25 things about myself, and it being surprisingly difficult. I think I probably learned some stuff, trying to summarize myself that way.
I remember having a LiveJournal. Hell, I remember having a Diaryland. Pretty sure I had a Xanga once. God only knows what I Xanga’d. Still, I feel like I knew myself better, when I made myself organize my thoughts and write them down sometimes. Maybe this will be sort of a grown-up version of that.
I thought about having a themed blog, like Emma-Travels-The-World or Emma-Is-A-Girl-Programmer or Emma-Learns-Which-Fruits-And-Vegetables-Grow-On-Which-Sorts-Of-Plants. But, you know, sometimes I just want to organize my thoughts and write them down. So that’s what I’ll do here.