It takes three solid cups of delicious coffee in the morning to streamline the garbled 405 traffic-jam of my morning thoughts into the day's first coherent salutation...but I can open my eyes to a conversation about Nietzsche and dive right in.
I've been known to take my time when the world demands conformity to expectation, break into a sprint when there's nobody waiting...and I'd like to think that my greatest strength is listening, even when no one's talking.
Rollerblades, guitar, the rings in Santa Monica, sunshine, sunshine, sunshine. I'm learning to take myself and life less seriously, and let life seriously take and make my self.
I think it'll be a fun ride.