You may be wondering why I named the first entry of my blog Pilot...
It's something silly that I wouldn't ordinarily tell someone about myself, but I've always, even as a child, thought of my every action as a scene from my E! Hollywood True Story; or perhaps my biographer some day will want some insight about my daily life. Melodramatic? Absolutely. Entirely unique? I'm not so sure about that. I'll let you in on all my thoughts, hopes and dreams about becoming someone spectacular in another post though.
However, there's another reason I named it that. If you were to look up the word pilot in the dictionary you'd find quite a few definitions. The one that relates to my blog is about 8 or 9 definitions in.
Go ahead. I'll wait.
It should define a pilot as a trial operation, or a trial undertaking prior to a full scale operation; which is exactly what this blog is. I've wanted to be a writer for as long as I can remember. To answer your question: No, my major has nothing to do with that particular dream of mine. As any guidance counselor or involved parent will tell you, when picking a career, ideally you want one that will land you a job where ever you go; a job that is secure, always in need, and hopefully has good benefits. [Oh, and enjoyment. That too.] So that's as far as my dream has taken me... I pursue another career that I enjoy and hopefully am stricken with incredible dumb luck, and land a writing gig as well. I digress though.
This blog is an experiment. I'm testing if this is really something I could enjoy, and if others find my mind as strangely wonderful as I do. [Humility is just another quality I offer you.]
On a completely unrelated note, I love Friday fish-frys;
Oh and I'm a physics major. ;)
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