New Beginnings

Ok, so I'm not the best blogger in the world.  Alright, so I'm not the best at keeping up with anything like that, from a pen pal, to a diary. I love to write, just not every day.  However, I'm finding myself really needing to get my words out somehow, some way. That is where you, my dear reader, come in.  So, I've brought new life to an old blog, hopefully, and maybe this time will be different-maybe I can become more regular.  (Ok, that sounds like an Activia audition, no?) 

So to re-cap quickly, this page is called Exit 119, because I saw a picture of an exit sign that read: "EXIT 119   No Name     1/2 MILE".  This blog has no known destination, and no idea what the next 1/2 mile hold in store.  And that's okay. Maybe someday, I can visit the place called No Name.  I'll bet it's the most interesting place, with an oxymoronic sense of identity there.  Until then, I'll slog through the common proper noun towns who think they're somebodies, with their people who all have to be so individual, that uniqueness is no longer unique.  I'm hoping to pull off onto Exit 119 someday, set up my VW camper, and watch the unique people and places trudge on, man. 

Even wallflowers are beautiful.

Spatzi78