From the depths of the blog lagoon

My blog originated in the primordial ooze that is the internet. It was conceived as a mandatory obligation that had to be met, but soon became my guide through the depths of the unknown.
I hesitantly approached the darkness with caution. The fear of the unknown was like walking into a swamp filled with unnerving sounds. I was consumed with the sense that someone or something was watching my every move. Each step that I took was filled with apprehension. As I stopped the sounds stopped. The steps I took were accompanied by a renewed sense of tension and a cacophony of dreadful wails. I looked around as I stepped closer and closer to that sense of dread that was filling me. Enveloped by the dark unknown, I walked with my arms in front of me and my feet exploring every step ahead. I shuffled along with caution and trepidation. Hoping to avoid everything that I ever feared, my hands became my sense of vision. I used my fingertips to navigate through all of the obstacles that I was facing, as well as the unforeseen hurdles that I was sure to encounter. The environment seemed to awaken as I walked further into the gloomy haze. I walked slowly but surely, thinking that I would find a way out of this madness. I told myself that persistence would pay off, but all I did was walk further into the unknown. I have been walking for two months now, and I don't see myself getting out. I have finally accepted the fact that I am one of them. I am a being that has been symbiotically absorbed into the environment. I realize that I am no longer a visitor walking in the dark. I am no longer lost.

I am home.