That's why we stay in Cabrini Green

This isn't the first blog I've had. Heck, this isn't the first diary I've ever had. I've never been too good about keeping up with these sorts of things, always falling by the waysides a few months into the venture. With a physical diary, you can always come back to it later and pick up where you left off; with blogs, you've got to keep people entertained. You've got to update frequently, be funny- or at least relevant- respond to other people's posts... it's strange. It's not so much a diary as it is a way to keep in touch with people, and maybe that's why I've decided to abandon my last blog and take up this one. See, this blog is a bit of an experiment- it is for me, and for me only. I don't care who reads it- I mean, you're more than welcome to, obviously. It is online. But it's not linking to anything. It's not connected to anything else in my real life or past online lives. That's the beauty of the internet, the ability to reconstruct yourself as many times as you need to.

Piper A. is a pseudonym. I picked it because I like the name Piper and the letter A, go figure. The title and link to this blog come from Nickle Creek's "Seven Wonders". The title of this post comes from Jodi Shaw's "Cabrini Green". Both are very, very beautiful songs.

I have no idea what I'm going to use this journal for. Maybe it's going to be just that- a journal. Something for me to reflect on and grow by without getting my lines crossed. Somewhere where I can be as anonymous as I'd like, post what I'd like, and frankly, not give a damn about who sees what and what they think of me. Think of this as a rechristening, or a restructuring, or something like that. Recreating myself in my own image. Total freedom, no restraints. No communities, either, no joining with people and feeling pressure, old phobias going by the wayside. Maybe I can be happy online without all that, hmm? We'll see.

Truth, much like beauty, is in the eye of the beholder.