Let's start at the beginning.

You know when the writer always says, "This was the moment that changed everything"? Well, this is that moment. I'm sorry to throw it in so quickly and so early, but it just had to be done, because it just happened.

I know I should be sad, I know I should be stressed, and I know I should be freaking the fuck out right now, and believe me, I am. But not nearly as much as I thought I would be. I think I'm still just a little numb. Maybe tomorrow I'll feel more. For right now, I feel a little grateful.

So I got fired and I feel grateful. What the fuck? Sometimes you need a little kick in the ass to get it in gear. I was on the phone with my sister today, and I was telling her how boring my life was. That I was stuck in this horrific merry-go-round of the same ol' shit, day in and day out. That I couldn't bring myself to make coffee in the morning, because I swear to God that I had just done it yesterday morning and the morning before that and the morning before that. So I said I was bored, and the Universe listened, and here is my excitement.

So what am I going to do? I have no idea. But I know that I don't want to do what I have been doing. I don't want to keep dicking around and not doing something that makes me happy. I want to be a writer, so here I sit writing. I've got to start somewhere, so here is the beginning. As scared and as pissed as I am, here I sit writing, grateful.

Welcome to the beginning.