I drink scotch, I drive a scooter shaped like a chopper, and I have a talent for getting into trouble. I have the heart of
an angel, and the soul of a devil.. which makes life in my world constantly, and continuously interesting. I like where the wind takes me, and think its important to exercise being present from one moment to the next.. and in the moments between, I spend my time studying it all. Memorizing the
details, the events that brought me here, what it evokes, and where am I transported to as a result of these thoughts until finally, bubbling to the surface,
spilling over the pot, some of my stories finally find their way here, or on coffee shop napkins, or segments started in 3 different notebooks. One of these
day though, you watch it all come together into something I'll call art. And everyone will coo and call about how fanfuckingtastic it is, and how gosh darn
talented I am.