a beginning
“Begin at the beginning,”, the King said, very gravely, “and go on till you come to the end: then stop” -Lewis Carroll
I’ve decided that writing down what’s going through my head will be a good thing for me. Mainly because it allows me to compartmentalize the part of me I least understand. Motivation, ambition, intellect, advancement. I have a grasp of all of it. I don’t have, however, the slightest grasp as to my emotions or feelings. That’s not to say I’m an uncontrollable person, no I’m far from that. Instead I hide behind a rather icy exterior that makes it easier to be less emotional. For six months, since my last relationship and the messy afterwards that’s all I’ve been. It’s not so much a ‘wall’ as most people put it. I’m not blocking anything, because I don’t want anything.
Or so I thought.
I met someone a week ago today that very much swayed my ‘icy’ exterior. We’ll call him Armstrong* I’m interested and curious about it right now. I have no idea where it will go and I really have no expectations.
But that alone is not why I’m going to write. In fact, it’s just a side story to the main event.
*pseudonym
