Inspiration for this blog.

• This song*:

My friends from high school

Married their high school boyfriends

Moved into houses in the same ZIP codes

Where their parents live

But I could never follow

No I, I could never follow

I hit the highway in a pink RV with stars on the ceiling

Lived like a gypsy

Six strong hands on the steering wheel

I've been a long time gone now

Maybe someday, someday

I'm gonna settle down

But I've always found my way somehow

By taking the long way

Taking the long way around

Taking the long way

Taking the long way around

I met the queen of whatever

Drank with the Irish and smoked with the hippies

Moved with the shakers

Wouldn't kiss all the asses that they told me to

No I, I could never follow

No I could never follow

It's been two long years now

Since the top of the world came crashing down

And I'm getting' it back on the road now

But I'm taking the long way

Taking the long way around

I'm taking the long way

Taking the long way around

The long

The long way around

Well, I fought with a stranger and I met myself

I opened my mouth and I heard myself

It can get pretty lonely when you show yourself

Guess I could have made it easier on myself

But I, I could never follow

No I could never follow

Well, I never seem to do it like anybody else

Maybe someday, someday

I'm gonna settle downIf you ever want to find me

I can still be found

Taking the long way

Taking the long way around

Taking the long way

Taking the long way around

• I was kind of dating a guy, and...that's over. I'm not really over him, but...maybe give me time. And a blog, and who knows what will happen?
• My friend Lo and I have conversations...nightly. Once, he told me that I need to meet guys the way normal people do, like in Single's Wards, and maybe not...in a grocery store. This kinda goes along with that song. Because when in my life have I ever done anything normal? Never. This blog will document my adventures.

Fist pump for finding yourself!

*So it's a country song. Sue me.