A Introduction

Hello. I'm Carmen. To be honest, that's what I can tell you about me today. I'm trying to sort out my life, as I think every twenty-something does, and running this blog will help me keep up on my progress.
I want to have something where I can look back to when I finish my degree, and this blog will work as a sort of diary in which my thoughts, experiences, dreams, fears, hopes and all the things I love will be recorded. 

I'm a stranger to myself. I only know that I'm made up of words and snapshots taking up way too much memory on my camera roll, but not enough memory on my mind. I'm made up of ridiculously sugared tea and more chocolate than I should eat. I'm made up of the people I love and the people I've lost, of the cities I've visited and the ones I'm dying to set my feet on one of these days. I'm made up of fountain pen and watercolor stains that turn my hands into canvases, and of all the sea waves that have ever lulled me to sleep. I'm made up of the movies I've seen and the actors I'm head-over-heels in love with and of all the concerts I've been to. I'm made up of the laughs that had made my belly hurt and of all the tears that have turned my face into a puffy red mess. I'm made up of hours of studying, of the things I learn that will get me to where I want to be and all the inane information that has no use whatsoever, except giving me a chance at Trivial. I'm made up of the little details I remember about others and the things they say to me. I'm made up of sideway looks and sleepy mornings in class and of the smell of grass after a thunderous afternoon. I'm made up of the feel you get when you look at stacked bookshelves and of drives along the sea with rock and roll blasting out of your car radio. 

I'm made up of all those things and others I don't even know about; there are still so many bits of this world I want to make mine, and I intend to photograph, narrate, comment and turn every single one of them into something tangible, something that I'll look at when I'm older and that'll make me think: it was all worth it. I lived. I still have so much to learn, but I've also learned so much along the way. It's worth it, to keep going. Keep going.