[The Working Title Blog]

   Once or twice each year in December, I *do* consider making a resolution. This is usually triggered by somebody else talking about their resolutions, causing me to wonder if I should come up with a resolution too. Then, following a full 20 to 30 seconds of consideration I still have no resolution and continue on with my life. But in truth, I kind of have a problem with the whole New Year’s resolution thing. It’s not because I’m a pessimist, either… I really am not. (I am, however, a cynic. There’s a difference.) People view the New Year as a "new beginning" and a "start fresh," ideas which are held symbolically in this date. Yet why people see such significance on this day is lost on me. The date has changed… but that happens every day. One day to the next, the world is more-or-less then same on Jan 1st as it was the day before. Why do we wait until this one point in the year for reflection and self-improvement? Why do people believe one day is more of a

I've yet to come up with a decent idea for the title of this blog... "YITBOS" did not seem appropriate, as it says nothing of the content or theme of the blog or its posts... but what is the theme?  I thought about something referencing the beginning of a new chapter or part of my life, but that seems a big grandiose or melodramatic. Unlike a story, the chapters of our life are only obvious in hindsight.... so I almost feel deceitful in making that claim. Not that I am lying, but that I don't know whether this is accurate and true, which, to me, making a claim or statement without knowing its validity is close enough to deceit. I do feel as though I may be on the precipice of something significant, but none of it may pan out.  My initial reason, or central idea, is to blog about my experiences while working to obtain my Bachelor of Science in Information Technology through Kaplan University * , online, while still working a full time job. One thing I noticed, while

So, as you must have guessed reading this, I have decided to resurrect my blog. Well, maybe "resurrect" isn't an appropriate word, seeing as I may have created this blog but never really used it to "blog." So I guess you can really say that I am, in fact, officially starting my blog after a very long construction and hiatus.  Why? Why now ? I don't know... truthfully. In part, before I never felt there was ever anything to truly write about, at least anything that would be worth sharing. I don't think I was ever completely comfortable with letting strangers a glimpse into my mind and thoughts. No, that isn't true... it isn't the strangers, it is the people I already know---friends, family, acquaintances---and the fear that they may view me differently because of it. Truthfully, I am not completely comfortable with it now.  But what is it that I am afraid of others seeing? I have nothing about me which I hide from my friends, aside from maybe re