The Necessary First

Well, here it is.

Here's the concept, I suppose. I'm not going to tell anyone about it, so if someone finds it, then I'll count it as fate that they should find it and therefore, I shouldn't be shy about them reading my thoughts. Oo, that makes no sense.

Because I think I'm going to try to put down the stream of conciousness that goes through my head every day, and if no one reads it, then it's out of my head.

I'm going by Hannah Claire, what my mom originally wanted to call me all the time before people got hung up on the Hannah vs. Anna thing and she decided to shorten it, figuring I was going to have a hard enough time getting people to say Hannah instead of Anna, without adding the extra trouble of Claire.

But I've always wished that I was Hannah Claire, and so that's what I'll go by, since she was the one I told everything to and now she's gone.

So here it is? My thoughts, which will sometimes be deep, silly, absolutely shallow, depressing, ridiculous...

And if no one reads it, then that's fine with me.