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Who Am I and Why Does this Blog Exist?

Hi there. Welcome to my blog. At this point, this blog is basically an experiment to see what it’s like to have a blog, whether I like it, and what it might be useful for. But ultimately I’m hoping that by sharing some of what I’ve learned about life so far, I can help some other people who are also searching for something. By way of introduction, here’s a little about me:
  • I don’t really know what I want to do with my life, but I’m gradually figuring it out.
  • I studied math and philosophy in college/grad school. I love solving (theoretical) puzzles and figuring out how a concept works.
  • I’m a stay-at-home mom/part-time nanny with an almost-3-year-old.
  • Since my early twenties I’ve been on a bit of a mission to figure out how to live and why (thus the title of the blog). I’m hoping we can figure it out together :)
  • I tend to get really obsessively into niche topics for a while and then give them up and move onto a new topic. Sometimes old interests make periodic reappearances. As such, this blog might be a bit of a strange mishmash.
  • A few of the topics I’ve been interested in at one time or another include parenting (even before I was a parent), posture/alignment, foraging, hunter-gatherers, Buddhism, and personality theory.
  • I’m an INFP who feels like an INTP.
  • I have a bit of an addiction to reading self-help books and then not applying any of the lessons therein, but I’m gradually learning to either a) stop reading or b) actually try it out in real life.
So who are you? And what do you hope to get out of reading this blog? 

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