I work in restaurants. Mostly I've been in kitchens as a result I make friends nervous when they make dinner. Now I work in the front of the house, because I like money and developed a distaste for thankless back breaking labor. I drank my fill of it first.
I grew up in oakland and as a result I am always conscious about things that may get stolen.
Sometimes books put me into the same state that people get into on cocaine, where I blow off my friends because I just want to read one more chapter, and one more and one more, and this will go on for hours.
I used to go to boxing classes many hours a week and it left me with a certain jumpy anxiety that someone was going to hit me and make math way harder for the rest of my life.
After many years pursuing different creative ambitions I'm going with music. This is what I'm devoting the bulk of my time, thought and energy to these days. I always wanted to be a poet, but I had to learn some open chords so anyone would listen to my grim little stories. I'm finally not bitter about it anymore.
I read philosophy, but selectively and have the decency not to talk about it. I'm less into people with complicated overarching theories than people with smart pragmatic things to say.
I'm most interested in stories ultimately