I always knew I wanted to write. Which is why I started this blog I guess. I can’t explain why, I just always had this feeling that there were so many words in my head that wanted to get out. The hard part though is how to get started. What am I going to write about? Will people even care about the things I write? Someone once told me that it doesn’t matter if people read your blog or not. I realize now, that these are really true words. I’m not writing this for people to recognize me. I’m writing it for myself. To get it all out of my head which feels more satisfying than you can imagine.
And for some weird reason, sometimes, this seems to be easier in English. This again is something I can’t quite explain. Maybe it’s my absolute love for this language. Or the fact that all the books I read are in English. Or maybe I just feel like I can express myself, my somewhat lyrical self, better in English. But then again, there’s no need for explanations. It’s just what it is.
So I’m only going to apologize this one time for any mistakes, grammatical or lexical, I might make along the way. Please forgive me for this is not my mother tongue.
Also, I can’t quite tell you what this blog is going to be about yet. Because I don’t know. Maybe literature, fashion or travelling, since those are my biggest passions. Maybe love, family and friends, since these three play the most important roles in my life. Or maybe just thoughts that I feel needed to be written down. I can’t even tell you how frequently I’m going to post. Or the language I’m going to use. I’m sure some things will be easier said in German, some in English.
So this is it. My first entry, which actually wasn’t that hard to write at all. So maybe it’s not going to be that hard to find things to write about. If I just let my thoughts flow, I’m sure this blog is going to write itself…