Stand Still; End.

I've been wanting to have a site up for a few years now, bought a domain this month hoping it would force me to start, but it seems things like that don't work for me.

All I have are theories for why I'm struggling to realize all the ideas I've scribbled onto the face of my journal pages.
I'm tired of wasting time and have decided to normalize this place for myself, as I know I get tripped up on trying to sort out all the details to ensure everything will look cohesive and consistent.

I myself, am inconsistent, I lack a desired seamlessness and organized self, though I'm starting to see the beauty in a sort of organized chaos, a mess that makes sense in no other format or alignment.
In ending this period of stasis I have chosen to embrace this, there is time and room for changes later, actualizing is the key to freeing myself from my obsessive simulation had in mind, considering all options known by self, only to then start over when something new is discovered, unacceptable.
Not everything needs a name, a reason, a box with painstakingly detailed lists to qualify it's need for existence.

This is the hardest sentiment for me to accept into my own, and I've decided to devote the time required in order to do so.
I won't always know, but exploration and trial can help me find out, I want to live by that.