Beginnings.

Here we are... at the beginning... I've never been good at beginnings... and some day when I write a book, I imagine it will have a pretty lame beginning... or at least not a typical one. I think it's just the pressure that I cave to. The idea of making the first __________ beautiful and perfect can freeze me in a state of fear. Being such a perfectionist can be such a burden. I want to start whatever I'm doing knowing exactly how to execute it and knowing exactly how it will turn out. Even now, I'm not fully enjoying writing this because it's not planned out. I don't know where I'm going and I don't know what I want this site to be about.

I think I'll just list these ideas of what this could be that are floating in my head:

-Things I observe throughout the week and choose to dig 'deeper' into

-More of a diary or me rambling about things I wish to do... or have done (probably more of the former)

-Philosophical thoughts of the day (haa haa... really though.)

-Cooking, Ice Cream, and Coffee...

-Thoughts on the Church and my hopes for It.

-Love and relationships

D. all of the above.

Hmm... I think I will have to come to embrace the beauty of rabbit trails and the interwovenness of life.

Love always and FOREVER

Prue.

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For the roomies: Jess made some delicious parmesan chicken tonight (using rits crackers instead of bread crumbs)! And for Suz... well... I wanted to say something witty and sarcastic... but she is better at that than I am.