I served 6 years in the military (Air Force). I joined right out of high school to escape the small town I grew up in. Im from Michigan originally and I am very much a country boy. I retained my roots which include how I feel a woman should be treated.
In 2009 I separated from the AF and soon found myself in dire straights. The economy was crap, I couldn't get a job at a gas station. I pumped jet fuel onto aircraft for 6 years you would think I was qualified enough... I was behind on my mortgage, my lights and water had been turned off for 3 months. My truck got repo'd and inside the truck were my boots. It could be a country song if you think about it. Anyways, I was hurting. But I loved that point in my life for some reason, it was just simple. Sitting on the front porch while it rained outside, drinking a cheap bottle of wine. I would play my guitar while it rained and my dog would be right there with me. I loved it.
But alas that lifestyle got old. So I decided to randomly leave for California. There was a woman here that broke my heart 5 years earlier and I told her I was going to move out there. She liked that idea. I needed a change and I had always wanted to just randomly leave my life behind to somewhere new. The thrill of it was what I liked. But now I was actually doing it.
I bought a one way ticket and left with only what I could carry. Left my friends and family behind as well as my house.
I loved that house.
I arrived in California, stayed with my friend in the hotel room in Oceanside. Oh yeah, it was sick, I loved it! I got to see two oceans in one day. I left Charleston SC and now I live in Cali. It was exciting to say the least.
But I had no clue what I was going to do. I wanted to end up in the Dream Center in LA. Its this huge outreach nonprofit. People live in this old hospital and do nothing but serve the community. Its incredible! So I found a way to LA, barely go into the dream center. I was crashing on couches until I could get a spot. It took every last dime I had to do it. But I was working as a photographer in their record label.
This is what I wanted, to pursue photography in LA, make the big time. Well it wasnt that easy. I would do shoots for $35 and I saved up every penny to buy new equipment. I was networking like crazy and doing all sorts of fun things. I got to be site-leader for the weekly Skid Row outreach. I wanted to bring awareness about poverty to the world. This is the city you live in, these are your people. This is your backyard and see the hurt that is all around you. Now that you see what is happening, you do something about it. You help those people in anyway you can.
At least that was my mission in life at the time. Thats how I thought I would help figure out the problem with poverty. But I was naive and it didn't work out that way. Skid Row was a problem I could not solve and this crushed me.
I love solving problems. I have a mind for logistics and making things better. Thats all I want to do, which is why I decided to become an engineer.
So I dropped doing photography full time and I worked on school. It hurt to leave the Dream Center and leave skid row behind. My heart is out for all those people out there. I loved having no money and just doing what I loved full time which was photography. I made incredible friends from all over the world at the DC. I can honestly say that money does not make a person happy. Because I had purpose and a goal, a drive and a mission. Money didn't matter.
I used to travel all up and down the coast doing photography. I went and discovered a lot of California and the pictures are awesome. I love to travel and I love to be random. If you cant handle a random road trip, you aren't the girl for me. Yes I am spontaneous...
But I left the DC anyway to do school and I moved into a mini-mansion in LA. It had 19 bedrooms and they were filled with people from all over. I moved into the room that had this massive (I mean massive!) balcony and it overlooked the valley I lived in. Its the view that makes you fall in love. I made everlasting friendships there. My old room mates and I are still family today. The deep intellectual conversations about everything and anything helped transform me into the man I am today. Words wont describe it. But again, another random awesome experience, fate is wonderful.
The creativity I had with photography now got used on engineering. Its at this house that I came up with an idea which would replace batteries in the electric vehicle and also give the car a range of 500 miles. Alternative energy storage and yes it works. Im currently working on that project as I speak. If you would like to be an investor just let me know ;)
Anyways, thats where my life turned directions. So I moved to Huntington Beach where I am working on school and also this invention.
My experience in California totally paid off. It was risky, a gamble but I knew the rewards were worth it. It was scary and thrilling and I don't regret it because I have never felt so free. I went from foreclosure and no money to having 0 debt and owning everything that I have. I'll take you for a ride through Laguna for a first date.
Yes I am adventurous and spontaneous. I am hell-bent on changing the world for the better. I want my life to one that someone would want to read about.
So far so good?