Permission

It's interesting that even though a blog is supposed to be a totally personal soapbox, still it's possible to feel like you need permission to post certain things.

I don't mean personal things -- while I do plan to post some personal things on this blog, none of them will be controversial or sensitive enough to offend any of my immediate family or friends, who're the only people I would want to get permission from.

No, I mean other things. Highfalutin' topics. The header of this blog says that this is about spirituality, family, futurism, and "anything else that's worth thinking about." So theoretically if you're reading this, you've bought that ticket and you're game to take that ride.

But still, I'm having a hard time stepping on the gas. A lot of the thoughts I have on futurism and spirituality have been floating around in my mind for years, clamoring for a chance to escape onto a page. But now that the very page they want is right here in front of them, I'm getting cold feet. Somehow.

So I'm writing this post to vent those jitters. And it seems to be working. Because in this case, the only person I need to get permission from is... me.

Permission hereby granted. Post away! Full speed ahead!