500

It's a strange thing to do. Keeping a blog of all your memories, stories, crises and junctures. All the ups and downs that life brings, of which I've had my fair share. All the naive moments, all the mad moments, all the magical moments. The life-defining times, all captured in words. I am by no means a celebrity, or famous. I am no one of importance, or of note. I am just the average Joe. Except no one is really average are they? Everyone has their moments of brilliance. Sometime in your life, whether you are 15 or 50, you have or will experience a time that changes you. I think I've had mine, and I'm all the better for it. For, as Andy Warhol said once said, "Everyone is famous for 15 minutes".

3 years, 3 months and 7 days ago, I wrote my first blog. I "came out" as bisexual in that post, at the age of 18, but with the confusion still reigning strong, it took me time to discover the real me. Only once you are comfortable with yourself can you truly work on becoming the person you have the potential to be. Only once you have discovered your true blessing can you concentrate on the things that are important. If you are reading this, struggling with feelings that you are confused about, wondering why you are different to everyone else or feeling down for apparently no reason, I am always here. Regardless of whether you are family, a friend, an acquaintance, someone I went to school with, an old friend I don't talk to anymore or even a stranger. I will always try and help. I know what these feelings feel like, and I despair at the idea of people feeling the same. I am always here. Always.

If you look closely enough, you can pretty much map my madness throughout the 500 posts. All those times in Manchester, the whole days spent soaking up the sun playing cricket, or drinking Jack Daniels under the setting sun before a summer night. Memories. They are so, so important. And I am so, so glad I have them all laid out in front of me in prose. I will carry on writing. I told a friend the other day that I hope to carry on writing and writing and writing in here for my whole life. Having your whole life written out in front of you, allowing you to look back on your own times. How amazing is that?

Of course, it is also important to look to the future. But not in the same way I have done in the past. In the past, I have put pressure on myself to secure a future too quickly and without patience. Now, I just let events take their course. It's so much better. And life levels out as we get older. I am only 21 after all. I've only lived a quarter of the life I am promised, and we have so much more to look forward to. So much more to write about.

Full speed ahead.