The Butterflies

Today was a day of butterflies for me. You know, the feeling you get in your stomach when something scary or exciting is about to happen.It's a fluttery & somewhat anxious feeling. What's interesting is that I don't know what that scary or exciting thing is. I really don't. Nothing that I'm aware of is going to happen to me or change in the next day or so. I'm not even stressing about life or if I get accepted to my Grad Program. In fact I feel completely at peace with my life right now. And yet that anxious feeling has chosen to reside with me all day. I couldn't shake it. I wonder if I'm missing something. Am I forgetting something? Maybe I need to do something? It seriously bothers me that I cannot figure it out. Shouldn't I only experience the anxious feeling if there's something worth being anxious over? Or at least be aware of what I feel anxious about? Seems like a fair thing to want. I wonder if this butterfly feeling for no reason is common for other people too or if I am one of the few who experience it. Hmmm. I guess I just need to deal with it and maybe I'll be enlightened eventually on to why I feel so anxious. It would be nice to know.

Why Hello...

Well I've done it. I finally started my own blog. My co-worker has been telling me for months that I should start one. I resisted for quite a while. I reasoned that I already have a journal that I write regularly in & couldn't see the need of a blog as well. And then I wondered what I would even write about. I have no words of wisdoms. No witty stories to tell. All I have are my random & simple thoughts. But over the last six months or so I have become a blog addict. I read & follow a lot of blogs. I literally cannot get enough of them. And after reading numerous blog entries I've come to realize that it's okay if I don't have anything profound to write. I just want to write my thoughts down & share it with whoever. So hello blogging world, I'm here to share my thoughts.