Making a mark.

The emptiness of this blog intimidates me. Beginnings are always awkward in my opinion. The responsibility of making that first mark on any blank space isn‘t something I take lightly. There’s no turn about once it’s done. There’s no taking back that initial stroke of your paint brush or pen. The perfect white canvas or paper is now spoiled. Will the newly added mark be the cornerstone to a beautiful picture or a permanent blemish rendering the medium useless?

Which is the best foot to put forward in any given situation? Which side of me would be most readily accepted in this situation? Which part of me most appreciated? It’s hard to tell. There’s also the other side of it. Which piece of my life would be off-putting or alienating? Let’s face it, some things about an individual can be received poorly, whether it be the actually information or its delivery.

So, how do I want to present myself in these ever-so-important opening moments? How do I make a good first impression? There are certainly no social cues to steer me in the appropriate direction. Although, that’s because this is my space. A place where I get to tell my story, with all of its highs and lows. I get to choose the direction and set the tone however I see fit. But, how?

Regardless, I need to get things rolling and this was my first step. A quick hello to get these first few words out of the way.