If you don't like reading...It would probably serve you to click away or, at least, just skim...not only do I love to swoon over books, but also, I admit to having gotten way out of control in writing this thing.
Disclaimer for the reading impaired/uninterested: check.
Random observations and perspective that represent a portion of my entity: Begin.
During summer I travel however and wherever I can, but made my home with school in Lawrence for the past couple years. My family is spread like dandelion seeds, I visit my mother and sister in Missouri pretty frequently. We are the kind of family that is weird, understands one another, and even if we don't speak for a while, never miss a beat. It's a good ship in which to sail.
I feel as though most people want to possess kind of idea, rather than share space and time with the complex, beautiful, and inherently flawed machine that is another human being. I'm very flawed, I'm often amazed and perplexed, full of change, and I don't know just how everything is supposed to go. I laugh and smile more often than not, I study and learn, I dream and desire, of course, and I do care enough to help those that I can, not for some heroic ideal, but I feel that every man is guilty of the good he does not do, if not guilty per se, then certainly a douche. I'm not trying to save the world single-handedly, but I think I can give more and einmal ist keinmal. It's worth it, to me anyway, to live and entertain and be entertained...and it is a complete riot.