Currently back in Texas after living in NYC, various parts of new england, and most recently Portland, OR. I was working as a pastry chef most of that time and am now in grad school at UNT for Tech writing. I am moving to Austin in May to do a paid internship in Technical Writing. I want to be a copywriter and/or work at a nonprofit. I prefer deep conversations over small talk, moving forward rather than looking backward, simple pleasures rather than excessive ones, travel over being rooted, new experiences and ideas over familiar ones.
Movies/Television: Jarmusch, Woody Allen, Coen Brothers, Michel Gondry, Kaufman (Charlie and Andy), Wes Anderson, Buñuel,
Music: Delta 5, Teenage Jesus and the Jerks, Beat Happening, Wire, Silver Jews, Raincoats, Guided by Voices,
The wren is a tiny bird. It eats only a few grains; it makes its nest on a single branch; it can only fly a few feet; it takes up little space and does no harm. Its feathers are drab; it is useless to humankind, but it too receives the force of life. Ducks and geese can fly up to the clouds, yet they are shot down with arrows, for their flesh is plump. Kingfishers and peacocks must die because their feathers are beautiful. The falcon is fierce, but is kept on a tether; the parrot is intelligent, but is locked in a cage, where it is forced to repeat its master's words. Only the little wren, worthless and unlovely, is free.
A persona che mai tornasse al mondo,
Questa fiamma staria senza piu scosse.
Ma perciocche giammai di questo fondo
Non torno vivo alcun, s’i’odo il vero,
Senza tema d’infamia ti rispondo.
You want to give me a drum lesson or bake things
I am mostly looking for friends