Creating a website has been on my to do list for years. But the final push seems to have been a hurricane that displaced me from my new home for my birthday. Not quite an auspicious start to my relocation to Asheville, but memorable none-the-less.
There is so much pressure on blowing out birthday candles. The command to *make a wish* seems to make me forget my own name, much less a nice thing I’d like to happen in the near future. If the birthday-wish fairy will allow, in that white space in my mind where a wish should have formed, I’ll imagine that I actually saw a blank page, where my website would go.
So, from a borrowed bed in my childhood city, on an iPhone past its prime, I’m taking the advice of a random YouTube content creator and committing to a personal website.
Welcome to the latest beginning.