Hello People of the Internet

Hello people of the internet!

Hmm, what should I write about myself? For starters, I can tell you that I have decided to take up blogging because I have a lot of thoughts running through my brain which are in need of an appropriate outlet.

I think about all sorts of things. I think a lot about God. I am a Christian, see, but I will be the first one to tell you that I don’t have it all figured out. A lot of my thoughts about God are questions, but I also think a lot about how amazing He is, how thankful I am to know Him, and how much I want to get to know Him better. There are many things I don’t understand about God and I have experienced a lot of doubt in my short life, but that life has led me to the realization that no matter what happens, and in spite of all of the questions in my mind, I will never be able to stop believing in God…but more about that later.

I also think about my purpose a lot. I’m studying my undergrad in a humanities program at a Canadian University. (I feel no need to be specific here.) However, my role as a student is important because it means that I’m right at that stage where I’m trying to figure out why I am here and what I can offer the universe and how I can go about making money so that I don’t have to be a starving homeless woman.

I am quite an honest person, and so I shall admit that, sometimes, I think about guys and relationships. Yes, I do sometimes think about specific guys who are such incredibly kind and responsible individuals that I can’t help but admire them. It is embarrassing to admit this, but I am only human. However, those are personal thoughts and I will NOT be sharing them on the internet. I may write about relationships in a more philosophical way, though. I don’t know much about them, but they intrigue me and the subject of love is something I have been trying very hard to understand ever since I was four years old. I have always been a touch philosophical/analytical/odd. I remember once when I was four I told my mom that I wasn’t sure if I loved her. I assured her that I wanted to love her, but that I did not want to lie and tell her I loved her if I actually didn’t and unfortunately I didn’t know how to tell if I loved her because I didn’t understand what it meant to love someone. I really hurt my mom’s feelings and I feel bad about it now, but the embarrassing truth is that love (in all its many forms) has gotten no easier for me to understand over the years, so, every now and, then I might talk about it.

I may talk about the passing of time.  Growing up makes me wonder a lot about the temporality of the universe and what that means for me.

I may talk about social issues, but probably not because I see the world through my heart and not my brain. This can be a dangerous way to look at politics, so it is probably best if I stick to discussing my own personal thoughts and emotions.

So there you have it.
Probably no one will read this, but it will feel good to get some of these thoughts out of my head.

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