Insomnia

This is my first ever post to Studio Absolute's blog. It's a significant day - one that I've been putting off mainly for lack of words, but also for the sheer lack of understanding behind the blogging mentality. I never kept a diary or journal when I was growing up - it just seemed pointless to recap what I already knew about my day or how I was feeling. I was there, you know? There's also this thing about the word "I" that "I" have to come to grips with if "I" am going to amount to any kind of blogger. I usually read over my emails and letters and count how many times I've said it (I)... and if it's anywhere near the number of times I've used it in the last two sentences alone, a major rewrite is forthcoming.

So that said, the one thing I have now that I never had as a kid, is insomnia. Big, fat, insomnia - which explains why there wasn't a need for a diary growing up. I simply slept, and dreams would carry my thoughts from my heart, through my brain, and dispel them out into the universe with one clean swipe off the whiteboard. Now that the universe is Web 2.0 savvy, I guess it's time I find a new, more relevant way of communicating with it than simply sleeping my day off.

Dear Blog, would you like to know what's keeping me awake tonight? Where to start... The clock taunting me ("It's 12:56, 1:00, 1:30... you know you've got a meeting at 7:00... what do you think you're doing writing a blog at this hour!?"); the unrelenting pressure of starting a new business; wondering where I will find the time to create the forms, the plans, the web content - all the necessary business evils that are so important, yet so hard to stop and DO; the desire to help our team grow while cultivating passion for what they are naturally, and uniquely gifted at; wondering how I could have forgotten to take a critically important medication for over a week - wait, oh yea, I HAVE TONS OF STUFF ON MY MIND!

Well there it is, dear Blog. I hope that unlike all the diaries and journals I've written only one entry in and then abandoned, that we actually meet again.

Good night.