First Blog

I fear not many folks will read this. I find it horribly sad that my friends, which are consider most dear to me, often forget about things like this. When a person finally decides to put forth their thoughts, emotions, and fears to others the reponse to it should be one of gratitude, right? Often recalling those situations in my own life there seemed to be a sense of bonding, as if walls were being brought down by trumpets of honesty.

Perhaps all this needs is a proper introduction. Maybe a "Who I am and Why I'm Here" type of deal. I guess even a few bumper stickers promoting a new blog may embolden some soul to venture in here, albeit if for only a few times. I shouldn't judge. Not everyone finds interest in reading Amazon.com reviews like I do. Just the other day four hours were spent reading people's thoughts on various products. Save they were books and cd's and not hair gel, it still seemed a bit odd in hindsight.

So...introduction. You might be wondering why this joint is entitled "Souveniers from a pawn shop." Even if you are not, allow me to explain. Pawn shops have never been a place of interest growing up. My cousin was the only person I knew who would waste perfect Saturdays for the sole purpose of visiting them. That being said, my thoughts often seem like a souvenier purchased at a place no one wants to visit. But if you're experience with these deathtraps are similar to mine, your cousin occasionally comes home with something neat.

So enjoy your stay here. Perhaps we will even hit some remarkable truths in discussion, create some beautiful art, and strike up a friendship.

-adumn

"God is like poetry - deep, mesmorizing, and always being misunderstood."
-me