I've never been good at writing about myself.
I am currently caught in between house and home,
in the process of traveling 2454 miles for the first time in my life
(not that I'm counting)
in order to actually start my life with another.
I'm young, foolish, and naive,
which, in this day and age,
seems completely and utterly normal.
Writing was my first lover,
while culinary is the current affair,
but no matter where the dice lands
I always find myself returning back to pen and paper.
Now, I may not be the most eloquent or loquacious of writers
but I am young,
and still learning where my boundaries lie
and how many steps it takes to walk beyond them.
So please join me,
and bear with me while I try to rediscover myself
and my youth.
don't mind the mess.
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