One Year Anniversary

Well, look at that. I missed the one year anniversary of this blog. I knew it was coming up, but...yeah. Shit happens.

In my first post, on February 23, 2010, I was still struggling coming up with a name for the site. For some reason I was stuck on "Hello Kafka!". So I posted a Kafka quote:

Altogether, I think we ought to read only books that bite and sting us. If the book we are reading doesn't shake us awake like a blow to the skull, why bother reading it in the first place? So that it can make us happy, as you put it? Good God, we'd be just as happy if we had no books at all; books that make us happy we could, in a pinch, also write ourselves. What we need are books that hit us like a most painful misfortune, like the death of someone we loved more than we love ourselves, that make us feel as though we had been banished to the woods, far from any human presence, like suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us. That is what I believe.

How appropriate.

Looking forward to another year. Doing this gives me an outlet, allowing me to stay sane. Despite how insane my ramblings may appear. Thank you for reading.