The Beginning

I’ve finally done it.

I am now three decades old, and I have finally conquered my fear and followed through with a desire I’ve had for years.

I don’t expect to become an overnight sensation or even gain any sort of popularity. This is simply because I have reached the point where I have run out of excuses as to why I can’t or shouldn’t do this.

I have always loved writing. I was the child who always had journals and diaries full of my thoughts and feelings, I majored in Communication Studies and minored in Journalism, and I always thought starting a blog would be a cool way to document my journey…whatever that may be.

The reason I never went through with it is unknown to me…well that’s a lie. I was just too lazy, too uninspired, and I never had confidence in myself.

This is about me finally committing to something. Holding myself to a higher standard than I have before. Putting myself out there.

They say you’re not truly living until you’re doing something you love. Well this is me wanting to live. This is me needing to push myself to step outside of my comfort zones.

Google says the meaning behind crossing the Rubicon is to “irrevocably commit to a course of action [or to] make a fateful and final decision.”

If that doesn’t perfectly describe my intentions, I don’t know what else could…with my spin on it of course.

Not to sound redundant…but this is me crossing the RubiKon. I hope you enjoy it.