The purpose of this blog
I learned to read at age four, and by the time I was officially taught in school how to write at age six, that wasn't entirely new to me either. I took to writing like a fish to water and soon did a lot of it, just for fun. I believe I started my very first diary at age seven or so - I still remember that it was what you might call a "proper" diary, with a hard cover and a little padlock, though I didn't maintain it for long. As a teenager I kept a diary in a bunch of plain notebooks over the course of several years, until I got my own PC and transitioned to digital, first just on my hard drive, then on the internet. My longest-running diary was on Livejournal, where I posted for thirteen consecutive years. That blog still exists, and sometimes I think that reading it back could provide potentially fascinating insights into what past me thought about life in her early twenties, but then I remember all the random drivel I produced for years just to keep my daily postin...