The starting line...

I decided to create this blog a while ago. I'm not exactly sure why, maybe just to jot down some thoughts here and there or therapeutically ramble on about everything that swirls in my head, but nonetheless, here I am. I really want to say that I'm going to write an entry every day, every week, and so on and so forth, but let's be honest here: probably not going to happen. 

This is just my little corner in the big world to talk about this journey that I'm on. And when I say journey, I am indeed being all ambiguous and vague and just referring to life in general, because my life is always changing (along with those of everyone else in the world). I mean, look at me: I'm 22, smack dab in the middle of my second year of marriage (to a very dear and sweet man whom I love, I must say), going back to school as a non-traditional student with hopes of becoming a nurse, and every day I'm just trying to figure it all out. Oh, and I love running, too, and I often use baking as a coping mechanism (i.e. when I want to ignore things that I just don't feel like dealing with right at the moment), I've given up on giving up coffee (LOVE it), and sometimes I just gotta belt out showtunes in my car when nothing else in the world seems to make sense. 

So, here I am....at the starting line. This place is around the corner each day, waiting to surprise me with a sudden curve, uphill, downhill, and smooth cruise. All I have to say to that: bring it on.