WTF

What... the... fuck..... More like, what the fuck am I doing, is what I ask myself regularly. Why am I here, doing the things that I do. Is this the career or smith I want to craft for the rest of my life. Is this the women I want to be with, for the rest of my life. The current world I live in, is fickle. Nothing is certain now. I always feel, "up in the air", not sure what would happen in six months from now. My mind is always scrambled, like a attention deficit disordered child's mind in a colourful room.

This is why I am writing this blog. I have have other blogs. One for work/ cooking, one for my hobbies/ video games, but really nothing for myself. The "in between". The consciousness of the way I live my life without a biased opinion. Why I do what I do. No... Not why, but just the way I decided to live my life. As it happens. For right or for wrong. For I know I have done plenty of both. Maybe just a way to chronologicalize my life as it happens for myself. As a reference. To look back and better assess my actions.

Okay. to make it more simple. A God-Damn online dairy.

What I have in mind for this blog... journal... whatever you want to call it... Is to not give too many fuck while writing it. No spell check, no drafts, just pure unadulterated Matt Norgard. Yes, I am not afraid to use my real name. I have nothing to hide. For the last half of a decade or more, I have learned not to use my real name with social media. In reality though, through a crazy ex girlfriends or just me trying to avoiding people. Hell since the nineties, when the internet hit. I have learned not to give any personal information away online. I have hid my identity online. Now I don't give a fuck.

Of course I wouldn't just blatantly give my credit card, bank, or street address information online. Fuck, I barely like to let the government to know this information about myself. But really, what the fuck do we know about what "Big Brother" really knows about us. We all got cell phones, IP addresses and social security numbers. There is easier ways of tracking us without the internet, but none the less, I am getting off topic. I digress....