And so it begins...

It's been years since I've written anything anywhere for anyone or any reason. Anyway, after being prompted by some close friends and called my own most-abhorred term, a "weiner-whiner," I've decided to attempt to gather some dust and make it into something.

I am not a writer. I am a boring half-adult clinging onto adolescence and scorning sobriety whenever possible. I spend most of my time engineering and manufacturing boredom. I am, most of the time, lonely and unfulfilled and tinged with melancholy. I am, most of the time, happy and wide-eyed. I am, all of the time, not really anything.

I have three weeks before we leave for South Korea and I temporarily fill that hole in myself that feeds on a constant supply of new and shiny things. And dust is a good enough theme. Leaving things in my dust, dusting off new parts of things, sitting so still that dust gathers, and trying to make something out of all this dust I've accumulated around me. The dust of people and places and my own shortcomings and mistakes. The dust at the bottom of the ruts we fall into and curl up in. And so when I saw this Korean proverb that is serving as my blog title - "Gather dust to build a mountain," I thought, "What a great challenge."

And so I accept the challenge of building something magnificent from all of this dust. And I'll surely fail, creating more dust for someone else to find and build with, but I think the point is not the mountain, but the building. Now I come dangerously close to being too wordy and sharing life philosophies with Miley Cyrus.

Let's dust this shit off.