Starting Point

OK, this will be my first post.

When I decided to pen a blog, I did what every obsessive-compulsive person would do: I searched the internet and looked up all the possible tips and how-to. Even if this is not actually meant to be a "Blog" blog, i thought it could be a good idea to present myself. Then I told myself: WTF. You just have to start at some point and then the words will come to you, like in a stream of consciousness. It didn't exactly happen like this, but who cares, right?

So, here it is. I am a compulsive reader-movie viewer-photographer-journalist with no memory. Maybe I should explain this last thing. I have no memory apart from the physical one: I remember the touches and the sensations, but everything else kinda slips away after a couple of days. Yes, it may seem strange or 50FirstDates-like, but it's not. It kind of sucks. I meet someone and after 2 days I forget all about it. You may say "Girl everyone forgets a lot of things!" but then I would answer: "Yes, but you at least remember something of the last 2 years of your life, right? I can't even remember the day I received my degree!".

But I don't want to keep on complaining. I decided to start this blog sort of to keep a track of the things my brain wants to delete. I have a diary, but I don't really like it. I mean, it's cool and everything, but when I go back and read it's just sad stuff or good things gone awful and such. So here it will be different. I will put here what I like, from books to movies to photos.

Dear reader (if someone will actually ever read this),

I'm sorry for this first crappy post. I promise I will get better at this, but everyone has to start from somewhere, right?

Yours truly,

Iris or-as I prefer to call myself-the Errant Reader