The First Step

There is this general conception that the first step seems to be the hardest. I couldn't agree more.

It is 11:48 pm, and I am pondering on how to make a good first impression. Trying so hard to limit my usage of "I" at every start of a sentence. Anyway, I will like to point out that I am not a prolific writer but I admire poetry. Poetry best explain what I can't explain with mere words and it also reminds me of how empty I am as a person.

This blog is about letting out my ideas, dream, pain, hope and passion to anyone out there that cares to know. You may ask why? But honestly, I can't really tell why.

Sorry I missed the introductory part of myself. My name is Ekweanua Emmanuel, my childhood nickname is Atomanian, ato for short (But for the past 14 years have not been called that, due to the reason that my family moved to another part of town) and I am 27 years of age (No need keeping this info low, since everyone will know it when I pass to the great beyond).

Okay... I don't want this writeup to be long and boring.

Still can't believe I took this first step.. 12:04 am.. hooray..

I was motivated to take this first step because of a post on www.olafusimichael.com. Thank you, Mr. Michael.

Of course, this present escapade(My first step) should be seasoned with these few lines below

I thought I couldn't
Express these feelings
I thought I die with it
And pass on as a debtor

That soulful release
That free feel of an escaped caged bird
This is my present feel
I am happy, I took this first step.