Hello Friends,
I've been sitting on my toadstool for a few days deliberating how I should go about doing this, my first blog. I know that seems a little crazy in a day and age when social media rules the air waves, but it's true. I'm borderline notorious for being exceptionally private and not really sharing all there is to share. So for now, I say to hell with that! We're going to crack the case open and see what comes out to play.
I suppose to get things started, I should introduce myself and give a little info for those future would-be readers. Let's start with the name, that's a good place I think. The name Taeric came from my first experiences with playing MMOs. Good ole Everquest. Not much good about it, aside from the amazing friends that I made while playing. Oh, and the on more than one occasion of waking up with a keyboard imprint on my face. Good times for sure. Since then, it's persisted here and there. At times I would let it fall off as I got tangled up with a new group of friends that didn't know me from the olden days. Typically it's shortened down to just "Tae" because the "ric" at the end of it seems to trip most folks up. Obviously they're not fans, but I don't fault them for their own choices and vices when it comes to electronic entertainment.
Now that we have all of that silly name business sorted out (is it?) we can move on to the meat and potatoes of who I am. I've been on this wonderful blue and green ball for close to 4 decades now. I've lived in 4 countries and at least 13 states. I say at least because I don't want to lose my train of thought as I draw a picture with crayolas to remember exactly. I hope you'll give me some slack on that one. I've fallen out of not-so perfectly good aircraft, I've been mortared and shot at. I've seen the demons in the darkest parts of my soul and tangled with them long and hard. Thankfully, I was able to crawl out and come back to the light of day. I've loved and been loved. I've hated and been hated. I've struggled to climb only to be pushed back down into the dirt just to do it all over again. I've pushed myself beyond the breaking point multiple times over to keep going when others fall by the wayside. I've lost all sense of myself, of who or what I am somewhere along the way. That one was especially fun (sarcasm) to come back from. It's a terrible and fragile thing to reinvent yourself after your world that you thought you knew crumbles around you and your lost in the wreckage. With all of that, I still don't feel that I'm an especially rare snowflake amidst a world of individual snowflakes.
I suppose the purpose of this blog (look Ma, I did a thing!) is to formerly introduce myself to those that may stumble across this in some late night haze of blog reading or because they happen to be following me. There's so much more that I would like to delve into, but for now, this will do. To you, reader, I bid you farewell for now.
Tae
