I have lived a lot in 29 years and have experienced things that most people never have the opportunity to (and I use the term opportunity for events both vexatious and gratifying) in a lifetime and am grateful for all of them, whichever end of the comfort spectrum they fell.
I, like everyone else, have residual drama or baggage, from the past. I have my pain. I have my character. I have my choices. And I have now. As does everyone else. I don't let the past define me or lock me down, though. I've loved and lossed and been both heartbreaker and heartbroken. But bottom line I am a hopeful romantic. I believe in soulmate(s) and twin flames and love and passion and am at the point where I kinda would like to experience it in my life. I want to add love songs to the soundtrack of my life. I want all these short stories to come together somehow in form of a happy beginning that doesn't end. I'm cheesy. I'm old enough to admit it.
I love to travel but at the same time I'm a total homebody. I paint and draw and make things and collect a bunch of what may be crap to some but love giving purpose and beauty to that which might otherwise be overlooked.
I usually have some kind of art medium somewhere on my skin or clothing and more often than not its on my face and I don't realize it. Or something even better, like a charcoal hand print on the side of my butt.
I don't drive. I kinda like my carbon foot print being low. I've been meaning to get a car for a few months now...but since most of what I do occurs within a 2 mile radius from my house it hasn't been necessary. I am thinking about changing this as summer is approaching and I love roadtrips to places I can hike and not die of heat stroke. I will say, I do miss being able to get in my car and blast music and sing off key, windows down, through the back roads of the hill country. Maybe I should work on this...
I am in school. Double major in art (drawing and painting) and sociology; which means I will someday receive a 40,000 dollar piece of paper. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up still. I know I want to travel, though. And I know I want to use my experiences and talents to help others. Hedonism is fine and all, but I wouldn't trade my painful experiences for a life of guaranteed (however pleasurable) monotony and captivity. "Down with a world in which the guarantee that I will not die of starvation is bought with the guarantee that I will die of boredom."
Ummm...I'm a Capricorn with a moon in Aries, which makes me astrologically bipolar but I'm working on balance. Neurotic and a type-A perfectionist, I color code my book shelves and make my bed everyday (or it seriously ef's with my chi); but I'm also impulsive and spontaneous and its not unlike me to run off to another country with a stranger I meet backpacking through the Mediterranean.
