The First!

So, this is my very first post.
As much as I do hate to state the obvious, its there. Make of it what you will.

I am of no real significance to anyone at this point. No more than any other person. My parents love me, I have a few friends, the usual amount of love and caring in my life. But I am not important. I have not made a dent in the world yet. And getting to the point where I might make even a scratch on its surface is something that dangles in front of me daily.

Sometimes I wonder if anyone feels this apprehension. This feeling of something greater expected of you. As if it is up to you to become something so completely spectacular, and there is no real way of knowing how you must do it. Shooting blind with no gun. Its a fantastic feeling, but a bit overwhelming at times. And horrifying to contemplate at any great length.

There is so much I want out of life. And all signs point to this being the time. I am young. I am looking at the world with fresh eyes. Time is my friend still. Love is a hope.

I look forward to in some way sharing this with whoever stumbles upon this page. If there is no guarantee that my life will be witnessed and remembered, in some small way, I want it to be documented. Who I was and am. Who I wanted to be. What I did. It seems almost as important as doing it. That someone be there to see it with me. But seeing as how that is unlikely, I will settle for this. For this last small note to the world.

Emily Dickinson said, "This is my letter to the world which it never wrote to me..." Perhaps that is why I feel this need. Maybe its insecurity. Maybe its certainty. Maybe its fear. But its quite present. Here goes nothing.