I’m not dead…
I’m in Italy.
Which is (really) not an excuse, but it is (part of) the reason you haven’t heard from me in a (long) while.
That’s probably why you’re wondering, ‘Who the hell is Brodie Norris and why is he emailing me?!’
Does ‘Cancun, Spring Break, 2006′ ring a bell? No? Good.
In case you do need reminding, I’m the guy smiling up in the top right there. Creepy, huh?
I’ve been very distracted lately. Because I’m in Italy. Woo! But that’s not an excuse for my (virtual) disappearing act because (despite what the French will tell you) they have Internet here.
Perhaps it’s because I’m inherently lazy? And people who are inherently lazy have a hard time dragging themselves away from the prosciutto and vino to write anything worthwhile sharing (I’ve heard)?
While there has been a lot of prosciutto and vino, the truth is I’m still VERY fresh to this whole blogging thing. ‘Fresh’ in the sense that I have no freaking idea what I’m doing. I constantly have a crippling fear that I’m making a terrible mistake. That no one would ever want to read what I have to say. And whether or not that’s true, it can be really hard to fight that fear and do it anyway.
So I went off the radar for a while. I did some thinking. I got a year older*. And I’ve decided to do things a little bit differently with Architecting Life. Age = Wisdom. Or something like that.
Because (unlike me) Architecting Life is still young** and malleable***. It can be whatever I want it to be. And if I’m going to make this work, it has to feel right. (Oh God, I’m talking about feelings and I haven’t even had a vino yet).
I started to feel (there I go again) like Architecting Life was heading down the ‘life tips and tricks’ path. But that didn’t feel right because, honestly, I don’t have all the answers. Not even close. And I’d be a total fraud if I pretended to.
I like to try and find the answers. I’m always trying out new ways to improve my life and who I am. And, more often than not, I fail miserably.
So I think Architecting Life needs to be more of an experimenter’s journey and less of an expert’s story.
Be warned. I’m going to be (a lot) more honest with you. Show a bit (too much) of my personality. And discuss some of my own insecurities and problems and how I’m trying to overcome them.
The internet doesn’t need another ‘lifestyle expert’. Especially not one who can’t make a phone call without having a mild panic attack. But (here’s hoping) it does need someone who’s willing to be completely honest about the good and the bad in life. And hopefully that’s a bit more relatable than what we’ve become accustomed to.
* Twenty-seven. Which is late twenties, which is almost thirty, which is almost dead.
** Lately I’ve been commenting on the breeze. ‘That’s a great breeze’, I say. You know you’re close to death when you start commenting on the breeze.
*** Today I winced as I got out of the car because my back gave out. Any hopes of me touching my toes again or being an olympian gymnast just evaporated. I’m officially old.