A beginning

I feel the forgotten feeling of orientating myself around a new thing for me...blogs...What they are, what is my blog, why I am doing it, how to do it...Which name to choose, which template to pick, how to describe the blog, what fonts and sizes to use...what to write...

It is beginning, but it catches me towards an end...after 4 years of doing a phd, I am now seeing an end to it, although I am still months from it...It is a beginning, but beginnings don't have anymore the excitement they used to have. It used to be everything about the beginning; the starting moment was everything: the beginning and the end. The moments of the start, the first days of it used to be a genesis and a growth. What was following was just a glimpse. Now, beginnings point to an end, exist to show the end. The end has become the reason. I suppose that's why we have invented managers: to help us keep our minds in their places until we reach that end.

But, I am bubbling here (something that will probably happen a lot); I suppose, I mean, this beginning post of kleidarotrypa does not promise next ones, far more an end, because there is no manager or managing virtues around this computer.

So, this is good news then. I found something I can do without thinking of an end; I found something that does not have an end. That's a good start.