For as long as I can remember, I've wanted to be someone else. I was in the third grade when I first looked in the mirror and noticed that I hated what I saw. I stormed into the kitchen in a fit of rage and tears, declaring to my mother that I was fat. Sometime later, I was in a grocery store with my older brother and I was following him around with careful observation and I said to myself, "from now on, I'm going to act like Blake." And I tried, but alas, it is impossible to suddenly transform your personality into someone else's. In college, I was assigned in an acting class to choose a song that I personally connect with and bring it into class. I chose Lenka's "Anything I'm Not." For those of you unfamiliar with the song, let me share some of the lyrics with you:
This is the third time that I have written and posted this preface–so technically it’s not the first post anymore, but it's the first one listed in a series of posts, which I'm deciding still justifies it as the beginning of whatever this blog will turn out to be. A Rusted Crown is meant to be an expression of who I am, and I’m not the same person who poured grapefruit vodka into her red wine while she wrote the last preface.