dear friend, i like to start my notes off to you as if we’re already in the middle of a conversation

I’ve been lugging around the soft-leather Starbucks journal for about a week now and I have not written one single thing. What makes me think I can come here and do the blog thing? Um, I like the look of WordPress eh. It smells like books fresh out of the carton—wise, promising, kind like a friend, full of stories. So here goes.