Well this doesn’t make any sense.

None.

I’m the kind of person who has no idea what to put in an “About Me” section yet I willfully put myself in the spotlight?

Nope. Something’s wrong.

I don’t know. Somewhere between law school and 2009 – a whopping 7 months – my reluctance to try new things started to age. Or maybe that fear became so suffocating that I had to run from it to survive. And that’s wholly new, because so often my fight or flight response has been paralysis.

But it hasn’t worked.

And just “as around the sun the Earth knows she’s revolving, and the rosebuds know to bloom in early May, just as hate knows love’s the cure” I can rest my mind assured that failure is the impulse of design.

That just might be the way to describe this blog: impulsive design. It’s my second childhood. And since the best childhoods are armed with only imagination and never the burden of foresight, I have no idea what it’ll be tomorrow.