My name isn’t really August, but it works for the purposes of this blog. I’ve had a few (blogs, and names too, if we’re being honest) and I’ve never really felt comfortable sharing because, well all the reasons.
But I needed somewhere to talk to myself. Nothing else fit. This is where I am now.
I’m in a state about the world, and work, and the future, and the past.
But I also want to talk about working out, and how I’m getting into tarot, and how I miss my mom (she died from cancer in August 2016), and how I want to remodel my house, and whatever else flits into my mind.
Blogging seems weird, but life seems weird too. Maybe it fits.
We’ll just see how this all plays out.