I'm a writer, but I don't write enough. I'm a photographer, but only because people like my pictures. I'm a designer, but I design solutions. I'm less and less materialistic and feel richer and richer the more 'stuff' I shed. I'm perpetually fascinated by... everything and nothing. I'm always ok. I'm an only child who has a kinship with music and animals that can't be broken. I love on a level that most, save a few, can't understand. I'm a passionate observer. I'm aware of the illusion but am enjoying the journey. I hope to exist self-sustaining. I had no idea what I wanted until I saw it before me. I know now exactly what compassion IS. My idea of success has changed completely and suddenly I am the most successful person I know. My only goal in life is to continually evolve and since I am slowly updating/dissolving this paragraph, well... so far, so good. So very, very good.
... and even better now that I have this little lady named Piper. Piper... my beautiful, amazing, perfect daughter.