First Day Blog

It's very early in the morning, perhaps too early. There are benefits to an early morning rise though, one being the peaceful silence.

I peer out the window, with coffee in hand, and view the splendor of the day. It seems lighter for this time of day, but it's just the reflection of the white snow. Snow blankets the grass, the streets, the parked vehicles, and rooftops. Glistening sparkles of ice crystals twinkle from the ground. It seems to be a reflection of the stars in the sky, except there are none because a layer of clouds covers up the stars from view.

All is still.

I think of nothing, I only take in the living picture before me as I slowly sip my coffee.

When finally my mind becomes full of thoughts and busyness, it calls to me to write again. I'm nervous, hesitant, leery of doing so. A thousand questions go unanswered. Will I be understood? If I bear my soul, will the words I express get savagely devoured and spit back into my face, as it has so many times before? Will my words matter? Will I just be taking up space, giving others a needless read? Does the world even need another blog?

Obviously, I have self esteem issues to work through. And obviously, I have trust issues to confront. Even more obvious, I ask too many questions.

But, finally I decide to take the leap anyway. Go for the gusto, as they say. Jump in with both feet and all the other cliches. After all, they're just words.