Meh. I don’t even know how to put it, grammatically.
Take a dance break if you need to.
Hey. It was either that, or Dare You To Move by Switchfoot.
When I first drafted this post, I began to ramble and get off track. So instead, let me say this in support of all scaredy-cats eveywhere:
It’s better to stand up and speak your mind now, then remain silent and regret it later.
I keep wanting to make flawless video blogs. In the meantime, I’m learning a lot.
I definitely want to develop my own style, instead of following other people’s.
(I don’t know if you can tell, but in the above I see traces of some of my Youtube faves. 
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Still, I like exploring this medium.
I’m starting to understand how performers feel.
And honestly?
After the billionth take of something, sometimes you just want to give up.
Nevertheless, it’s curious. I feel a push to make videos. I have no idea why.
Or maybe it’s a pull.
Something.
The vision isn’t quite clear…
I just can’t resist trying.
It’s like there’s an internal force telling me that this is something that I’m supposed to get better at.
And faith is a funny thing.
I’m making videos–just like I write–because I feel something inside driving me to it.
There’s a Force that I’ve felt before, saying, “Hang on, hon. You’ll need this later on.”
I don’t know where I’m going. But I’ll understand when I get there.
