I am a planner. I like to plan. I am rather effective at planning.

It’s in the gap between planning and execution where my ambitions go to die. So, dearest reader, if you come across my content in the coming months, I must apologize for what may appear as a rather disjointed assortment of content and a half-assed attempt at building a personal brand.

You see, I do plan to make it all come together. Eventually. In due course. But for now, I have abandoned plans—all caution to the wind! I am just here. Because ultimately, what I want to do is quite simple.

I want to write. I want to write the way I would in my personal journal, when I am confident that nobody is watching. Not because I don’t have an audience in mind; rather, it’s precisely because I do have an audience in mind that I do not want to consider them as I write.

If there is an audience out there who might connect with the assortment of words and phrases that I string together, my wish is for that audience to experience me in the most raw and unfiltered way that I can achieve.

That is why I’m opening my diary and spilling out its contents to you. The world. The web. The worldwide web. Mrs. Worldwide. Sorry, that’s my brain for you.

Look, folks. I don’t know if I have anything to offer. I really don’t. All I have are words on a page and a lofty ideal that perhaps, just maybe, someone may be as comforted with my strings of words and phrases as I have been by those of others.

If you have doubts as to whether you should spend even an instant of your limited supply of the world’s most valuable resource—time—diving into my messy, complex, dreamy inner world, good for you, critical thinker. That is probably wise.

I wonder though, if only for the sake of experiment, you might indulge me? A small leap of faith before you get back to whatever it is you were doing prior to stumbling quite unassumingly into me.

Oh, and I use a pen name. Why? Because my inner world is specifically the version of me I share with almost—almost—no one else. This content has not been approved for external audiences.

I’ve said too much. I always do.

-P.