It is after much deliberation and seventeen days of biking through seven of these United States of America that I have finally decided to start a blog. It was hard to convince myself to start blogging because on a very basic level, I have always found a certain level of vanity in the subject. If you are reading this, then you know me, and you know that I am a fairly humble person, so the idea of publicizing the happenings of my life was hard for me to get on board with. It seemed vain and presumptuous of me to think that anybody would want to hear about how I spend my days.
I have come to realize, however, that you care about me, just as I care about you. Just as I like to be up to date with your thoughts, feelings, trials, tribulations, triumphs, and failures, it occurred to me that you may be curious about the same things in my life. Moreover, I still feel that an account of bland, normal, everyday happenings is a little pointless; but the past month and a half of my life has been far from bland or normal, and there are some stories that need to be told and heard. That is, after all, the point of stories. If these things I have been experiencing go untold and unheard, then they lose their meanings, and they may as well have never happened.
My intent is to share with you the things that I have encountered that I have found value in. Things that have made me think, or learn, or laugh, or cry, or feel SOMETHING. On the 24th of August, I left Colorado and all that I knew to go on trip. Ever since then, I have done a good job of documenting the trip in my journal. I will sort through the entries and post the worthwhile things, and it will be a game of catch-up to get you caught up to present time. Then it will be more like a normal blog, where the posts are actually posted close to the date of the event's unraveling.
This trip has restored and revitalized my faith in humanity. You will see why as the stories begin to unfold. Thanks for listening.
