1. An exercise in writing (nee: Futility)

    My sister suggested that I write as a means of catharsis and told me about Tumblr, so here I am. I don’t know if this will help me to finish the plethora of projects that I have on my plate (oh, how delicious alliteration is), but at the least, it will be something to get my mind off of Jacob. It must be Kismet, since the username I wanted was available.

    My plan (or goal, I suppose) is to write at least one entry per week and to no audience in particular (not that I believe I’ll obtain one through this website, though one never knows). I will try to stray from specific topics, such as the obscenely painful affair my husband had, or the death of my brother, but I promise nothing other than to write.

    Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow…