Lost and found.
 
I feel that way daily. Searching for something has always seemed to make sense to me. But the longer I search the more I wonder why I do it. I love to write. I have always loved to write and to talk. I am simply here to change some behaviours. To do something that I am passionate about but do nothing about it. Maybe by blogging I can find that something. I have no clue. But really, does it even matter? I am looking forward to this.

I will end this introductory blog, not even sure if it is a blog, and if it is, it will be my first, with a haiku. Why not?

Lost and found I am
Searching for something, always
Blogging is a road