I remember an otherwise completely forgettable day in South Florida when I was first introduced to that thing that would define my generation. I was in the middle of doing my best to follow dreams, make parents proud, "find myself" and all the other societal detritus that tends to sideswipe me on idle sunny afternoons. At the time I was smack dab in the middle of an existential quandry that largely revolved around simplifying my life and eliminating that ever present buzzing noise that our culture has conveniently created to distract us from what really matters.
It was in this state that I first witnessed my sister, (who was not in the same crisis as I) chatting in the now largely antiquated mIRC online community. I sat down, quickly found some chatrooms with interesting people and made my insignifcant mark upon the cyber world.
And so it goes.
As history is wont to do I find myself cyclically returning to that day, albeit a tad more self-aware, yet still trying to follow dreams, make parents proud, and find myself. So here is my blog. And once again I participate in the grand old buzzing of the world.
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