I suppose I should start with the obligatory “why I have a blog” post.

I don’t think my life is particularly interesting, or unique. I have a job, I live in a city, I enjoy things, I travel to places. I make money, but I’m not a millionaire. I take pictures, but I’m not a photographer. I write, but I’m not a writer. I wear clothes, but no one’s looking to me for any fashion advice (if they are, they need to re-evaluate). It’s my understanding that these are the people who blog, the people who have something interesting to say, to an audience who is interested in what they have to say. I don’t have an audience, or anything all that compelling to write.

But I think I will.

Being the introverts introvert, I spend a lot of time in my head. I take life, which I find generally draining, and process, and evaluate it, through reading, photographing, learning. It’s how I recharge. This internalization and over-processing of life (on a level that only someone with an engineering degree can do), along with the experiences that I find myself fortunate to have, will perhaps produce a few “nuggets” that will be worthy of a read.

As for why I have a blog, I don’t know. Maybe I think I could inspire someone. Maybe I think I can start a conversation. Maybe because I can’t sleep on a Tuesday night, and I’ve already watched the entire Arrested Development series six times, I think a blog is a good idea.

Come along.