(Until I get a “proper” photo of me, here’s some hiker trash for ya)
And here you are . . .
Somehow how you, managed to make it to my blog. You handsome son of a bitch, you.
Enough of that.
Our logical next step––address who the hell am I. For practical, obligatory purposes, the name’s Justin. Sup. Pretty much all I got. After that, truthfully, if we’re getting honest, as honest as honest gets, the bee’s knee’s of honesty––I don’t even know what that means but I went for it anyways––nobody of great importance.
So you’ve stumbled across the blog of someone who until twenty three years of age, had never written a day in his life. Someone who had never once thought that maybe writing was a road worth traveling down. That is, until one night, where I was seconds away from falling asleep, I had an instant rush of ideas that I knew had to be written down and ultimately lead me to my very first blog.
Here we are three years later writing complete rubbish. Don’t take anything that I say too seriously. I usually joke around saying that I’m twenty six going on six, which is well, accurate as fuck.
I write for myself. Short and simple. I write because I truly enjoy the process. Writing has become my way of getting ideas out of my head and into the world. Hopefully along the way those ideas resonate with you guys––or not, which is totally cool. At the very least I have a free form of therapy. But at the very most, I hope to have gotten you guys to think through these ideas for yourself. As they should be. As any idea should be.
I think this covers it for now. My writing is all over the place and is usually correlated to whatever’s on my mind at the time. It never revolves around a particular theme so take it as it comes. Hope you enjoy and thanks for taking the time to checkout my blog. Peace!