Regeneration. Revival. Restoration.
These are just a few of the words that come to mind when I think of what has been on my mind.
It’s nearly 3:00am at the moment, and before my journey begins I wanted to write a raw and honest intro. I tried doing an “about me” page, but just wasn’t feeling it because this journey is just starting.
How can I write about this blog and myself when it’s all just beginning?
So, I wanted to write a post about who and what I am at the moment.
I’m a 21-year-old college student pursuing my B.A in English with a concentration in Writing. I love to learn about literature (fiction/poetry) human sexuality, world religions (spirituality), history, and just anything and everything in the realms of social science.
My hobbies are currently reading and writing in cafés, working on my world building for my book series, trying for a healthier lifestyle, and watching vloggers on YouTube. Not very eventful I know.
I love to read, write, create, and just sit in a café.
I’m in a stage of life where I can either strive for my dreams of becoming a writer and freelancer or just give in to the system. I want to be a writer, travel the world, and create books and content that help people create or escape; however, I also know that reality can be a bitch and I have to get that “real job”.
For the past couple of years, since graduating high school, I’ve been trying to find my purpose in life. I have a lot of passions, pieces to a large puzzle; however, my problem was that I couldn’t see the larger picture. Sometimes I feel like I still can’t.
However, recently I’ve had a breakthrough, part of it is how this blog came to be today. Patience points out purpose and passion.
Patience points to purpose and passion.
It just sucks having to live life in the slow lane sometimes.
I’ve been slowly building up knowledge and interest in certain things, along with trying to figure out Plan B, C, D, and all the way down to Z of what I’m going to do with my life. I can’t live in my parent’s nest forever (nor do I want to honestly). Everything in its due to time though.
Anyways, I’ve really been noticing signs and markers that have led me to my path and plans. One was helping an Azerbaijani girl in my Russian class with her English essay, it reinforced my desire to want to teach English as a foreign/second language. Another was taking American Poetry because it helped me dive deeper into a different form of written art. Another was from explaining to one of my coworkers about conceptual albums in music, which showed me how much I knew about music that I guess some people don’t. The final straw though? Well, it’s kind of embarrassing, but simply amazing at the same time. I got my period and felt creative.
An Azerbaijani girl, American poetry, conceptual albums, and my period. Quite the signs and markers that have paved the way for my purpose and passion huh?
Yeah. I know.
So here we are. Me typing away at 3:00am. Funny enough, I have poems in my notes that are from other days at 3:00am. I guess 3:00am is just my highest peak of writing capability or willingness to write.
To end this free flow, personal post, I’ll leave you with this simple statement.
This blog is about passion for poetry, love for lyrics & literature, and analyzing artists in all aspects of art.