this is a schitt post

Season 3 Episode 8 of Schitt’s Creek. David spends a majority of episode 8 sitting in the disheveled shell of his newly acquired general store, rambling on the phone, trying to make sense to Patrick’s answering machine ( and to himself) what exactly the concept of his new business will be.

I guess that’s what this feels like to me; except instead of sitting in an airy white outpost in a small town, I’m sitting here on my vacant little plot of internet real estate. It is just as empty, but I plan on filling this space up with bits and pieces of my life.

I guess you could call it a blog, if you like? But that would make me a #blogger and I don’t think that term fits me really. I guess you could call it a diary too- but you won’t necessarily see all my deepest secrets or the name of my crush scribbled across these pages here either (not unless you can read invisible ink, anyway).

Maybe it’s more like a museum? A little less pretentious though. Just little pieces of things I felt like putting out on display. You can stare at and take in what’s hanging on the walls here for forever, or you can just take a few quick glances of what’s here as you zip on thru to wherever else you’re headed.

The purpose to all of this is really self-serving. I set aside my love of writing and photography and music when it became a list of tasks that I needed to complete and when it missed the benchmark I had created based off of others’ work around me. I felt like whatever I was bringing creatively to the table wasn’t and wouldn’t ever be enough, so I put things I really liked doing on the shelf.

All of that sounds really sad loool but I’m not doing that anymore! My creative muscles are a little rusty and dusty; but I’ve been writing and singing and taking in lots of beautiful things around me and I just want to share that with somebody in a more intimate capacity than through an Instagram story or a tweet.

That’s why this is here. If you’re passing through my tiny corner of the world wide web- welcome. Maybe by the time you reach this post there will be more pictures hanging around and music to play and warm words to read. But for now, all you get is this schitt post.