The Blueprint… Volume I

Shawn Corey Carter

Year 35.  A year many tell me is when Life begins to make sense and I’ll begin to come into my own.  I can’t say that I’ve felt any of this to be true in the past three months so far, but following a very tragic (to me) break up, a few “nervous breakdowns” and a monumental breaking away, I can finally see the light at the end of a very long and dark tunnel…

This is probably my sixth Blog incarnation since I began E-journaling back on Xanga.com many, many years ago, but I think this will serve a true rebirth of  me reporting of the cuff and from the heart; presenting myself as authentic, raw, unscripted and unapologetically as I live.  It’s a return of double fire as the water recedes and AM ceases allowing the opinions of the masses and fear silence me.

Yup, the reset button has been pressed and the slate has been cleansed.

The writer’s back.

Are you ready?

AngelaMichelle, who thinks she’ll borrow this sign off style from her Blogging idol Josey for a while. *wink*