Stir

A website today is necessary A separate identity accessible beyond your personal being, meant for the promotion of this personal self Scratch that, not the personal self but the public self.

The personal self is everything that is not a website.

Whether or not you do it on purpose, this website is not really who you are, it is who you wish others to see you as.

I need to construct a website. I need to open this window, and guide people through this sometimes embattled area. Help people to see the good that comes of the bad And the beauty that comes from the destruction The kind of thing somewhat might learn in that brief handshake during an event.

Of course nothing intensely discussable, just the water cooler talk, the big easy things.

You go back to take a look at the things that have happened Correct your missteps, erase your mistakes She sat near the front of the bus and my eyes burned a whole into the back of her head throughout the six hour trip up north. While I were excited to take my last year as a camper and whatever came with it, another fail in this department, especially weeks before the start of high school, and it would be months before I thought about trying again. We unloaded the bus, grabbed our oversized bags and shuffled through the kicked up dust to the amphitheater. It was new this year, proper benches filled the area where last year only woodchips lay.

I glanced around and our eyes met, both glancing away quickly and slowly looking back in the same direction. I took a seat near the middle of the amphitheater. Hunched over, only my bags around me I played with the dirt and woodchips, digging a small hole and piling chip atop one another. My name was read and I walked toward the stage, I couldn’t wait for camp to begin and hope I’d meet this girl again.

I now remove that final two sentences and replace them with the better version. I walked over and introduced myself, a sarcastic joke and a stimulating question...

Maybe not entirely true, but the one that people would be impressed to hear. In the end they both work out to me getting the girl, so what’s the harm in changing a few of the details? It’s still me in the story, correct?

A window that lets people in to your life Show what you choose Be how you like I need to produce a website A river smoothes a stone A new name relieves the past A gloss cover for the grit and grime