Small or large, dramatic or subtle, all things must begin somewhere. I personally favor "in media res" Latin for "in the middle of things" a device utilized in literature both classic and contemporary.
In media res, because that is what we all experience when we wake, our lives have already begun, and lets face us very few of us can look in the mirror and recall with exquisite detail how we became the person looking back at us. I know personally, the best I can usually muster is a cloudy convolution of images, feelings, and fears. Sadly fear has always been a very constant companion in my life. But we will get to that much later.
So this morning, when I looked in the mirror, I saw that I was 30. Very much in love. Slightly less broke then I was 6 months ago, and slightly less crazy then I was 2 years ago. So all in all, not too bad.
I sit now at work, waiting for my next client, and things are well. But they weren't always like this. In fact, this is actually a very new experience for me. So this blog, the first I've ever attempted is here to chronicle my story, in all its gory details, because while I know at heart that I am a very good man, my actions of the past are far from exemplary.
So let us begin, in media res...
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