I started this thing as a place for me to collect things, long ago under the name unconfined undefined.
Before then, I wrote and collected things in my own digital journals, Google drives, external drives, and good ole fashion notebooks.
My whole life, I’ve been collecting works of art that I loved, be it just in memory or actual physical copy. Alongside, making some of my own.
Lots of random hobbies have come and gone through my life. Food photography and product testing for CHEFS Catalog, pulling on photography skills from college, and my general brutally hard on things nature. I tried a lot of new recpies while working at CHEFS. Owned a yoga studio for a while and used to be able to move through a flow like a dance. Now I’m lucky if I can move enough to stretch. Still enjoying the outdoors and gardening, just mostly with the help of other people now. Who doesn’t love the taste of a garden fresh tomato. Or get a little to tipsy some nights and order way too many seed potatoes. There used to be 1000s of varieties grown, now we mainly consume five varieties. Random thoughts.
This place, I think started because I wanted a place to write, think, explore, in the open. Those aspects of my life, and any that I wanted.
And to document them. Have a history. Share my story. That’s what I wrote in my about page years ago. That hasn’t changed.
And maybe, just maybe, along the way, I hoped I might discover something about myself.
Or the world.
Or maybe this will just be another boring blog on the internet that no one reads and it disappears into the internet history. Not meaning much at all. I don’t really care if that happens. This is a place for me. That sentiment also hasn’t changed since I started.
But I do kind of hope that doesn’t happen… I think we all have something to contribute and I think this may be a part of what I have to give. If nothing else, I will learn a bit about websites. A bit about writing. A bit about photography. And a bit about my own discipline to pursue a project like this.
“The most dangerous risk of all – the risk of spending your life not doing what you want, on the bet you can buy yourself the freedom to do it later.”Randy Komisar
I first wrote that in 2014-ish I think. I updated it, tweaked it, just today, September 20, 2023.
I dunno why so soon, but I read it again September 30, 2023 at 11:20am. No edits except to add this statement.