I wish I would have started blogging earlier.

Having a written record of the last 13+ years of my life is super cool; imagine how much cooler it would be if it was the last 18 years of my life. Or 20. Or 25.

I would have a record of all my high school shenanigans.
I would have a record of junior high and how much of my time was spent stalking Lead.
I would have a record of getting my appendix removed.
I would have a record of all the elementary school nonsense and fun, including (possibly) coos.

A lot of changes and transitions have happened in my life since I started blogging, but I definitely missed a lot of important (and unimportant) shifts and changes by waiting until I was 18 to start keeping record.

‘Tis sad. But it’s better than having nothing, I guess.