I love writing. And for some it's an outlet when they're upset or angry. But these days people are blogging about anything and everything, and some even make a living off of it. I'm not trying to make money, but I'm no different. Sometimes I write as a muse but most of the time I just want a way to be heard when I have something to share or say. I've had a blog since I was 18 years old. At first it was more of a "Dear Diary," type of thing, later turning into small pieces of writing I had worked on for cause & effect. I'll leave that blog where it is. This one is different. Blogs are everwhere -all things blog. This is just that. A fresh start and a blog of all things Afton.
Growing up in St. Louis, I moved to Orange County, California (Huntington Beach) in 2003. From there I moved to Los Angeles and have now been here for about 5 years. These last five tally marks on my calendar have been all about discovery. Along the normal time path of love found/love lost, good times, and tragedies, I've learned to be an adult. To take care of myself. To have a voice and speak up and give my opinion. One of the things I haven't quite realized is what exactly it is I want to do, but I can tell you some of the things I want to do along the way.
One of those things is photography. Since I was a kid I've been obsessed with photos. Looking at them. Caputuring them. I use to steal old black and white photos from my grandma and carry them in my pocket. I learned the basics of film photography in high school and later digital photography on my own - (it's not that difficult). Now I have the tools and equipment to really make something of it. More of that will come in time once I have moved and things have settled down.
In two weeks I'm picking up my life once again and moving to Chicago, Illinois. The windy city will hopefully bring more smiles, friendlier people, and just one tank fill up away from my family. I have to be out of my apartment in two and a half weeks and as of this moment do not have a place to live yet in Chicago or a job. But boxes are being packed and plans are being made.
I have all I feel I need: a solid soul and the blood I bleed.
Onward and Upward.
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