I am a writer, employed as a computer service technician, with a novel brewing, and a few drawers full of poetry. Some of my songs have actually been sold for actual money (not a lot) in South Korea. Why is beyond my understanding, but it's funny as heck.
Living alone now. Recovering from the divorce in progress is a big job, but it is going well, since it's amicable. I have so much painting and house overhaul to do!
Oh, and if at all possible, I intend to save the world. Gently!
I am rebellious, thoughtful, and philosophical
I'm trying to write my first novel, reworking and recording old and new songs with my brothers, SLOWLY making my recently acquired house look slightly less like the hiding place of a serial killer. Everything is slow going, but mostly in the right direction.
I'm also fairly handy fixing things, though all too often I can fix SOMEONE ELSE'S stuff, while my own remains mysterious!
I love films. Have a rather large collection. Everything from Bogarts best, to Salmon Fishing in the Yemen.
my mind, and my soul.
Sex, too, I'm reasonably normal in that respect. I don't fit the "every seven seconds" nonsense, or even the slightly more believable "several times a day" myth. I'd rather leave off thinking about it, for when I can be doing it. Otherwise, I'll probably crash my car, or smash my fingers in the machines I'm trying to fix.
If you want to know what I would do if the other yokels WEREN'T filling the roads and lengthening the lines at various venues, I'd probably be going to live theatre performances, some dancing, and even eating out occasionally, if I could afford it. Times are tight right now.
With people I'm speaking to, I'm fairly open about my life. I would restrain myself from bringing up things I suspected would make others uncomfortable, but if someone asks, I'm most likely to answer logically and completely.
Perhaps something in this area:
I have a very short "bucket list." It includes
1. to finish and record as many of my songs as possible, to finish all of my personal writing projects.
2. to develop the opportunity to finally have a high tea, using my exquisite small collection of Wedgwood china and glassware.
3. to find my first real, and final life mate.