Blooooggglollo

So, this is my first online journal, the 21st century likes to call a "blog". I guess I'm writing it because sometimes it's nice to talk to no one and everyone at the same time. It's kind of like the internet is a vast ocean and each little piece of information you send out is a message in a bottle, never knowing who will get it. At least that's how I like to think of it. I've entitled this blog, The Winter Itch because that is the best way to describe why I'm writing. Not necessarily because I literally feel like crawling out of my dry, itchy skin all the time (which I do), but because that describes my state of mind as well. Winter does something horrible to me that I am constantly trying to figure out. I try as much as I can to keep going outside and enjoying the world as I normally do, but more often than not, I find myself staring at my ceiling thinking about the most random things, and the most random solutions to every personal and global problem in the world. Not only is the itch the thinking, but the need to express it in some sort of way.

I hate winter and love it at the same time. I hate how dark it is. I hate how cold it is. I love how quiet it is. And I love how clear the sky is at night. Right now I am trying to love what I hate most about it, how it drives me insane. I've been obsessed with Mason Jennings lately, particularly the song Be Here Now. I listen to it everyday and try to take what it says to heart, because a lot of times I find myself wishing I was somewhere better, somewhere warmer, but I have to accept that I am here, and there is no other place to be. And even if I were somewhere else, I'd still probably feel the same things I feel here, on cold, dark New Jersey nights.

There still aren't many things I find more calming and beautiful than a winter sunrise on the East Coast. So, I guess I will hold onto that for now, until the Earth leans back towards the sun and I'm warm again. And, well, I guess that's my first blog. I kind of enjoyed that :)