Jr

A pen. My weapon of choice. A weapon that artistically articulates what some find difficult, if not impossible to do. And being able to wield such a weapon was a gift given to me years before I knew exactly what to do with it. I took it for granted, thought other methods of release were better suited for me. Sadly, it's taken me all those were only to find that I was wrong. It kept finding me. So, over the past year, I learned how to turn words into therapy. Therapy that makes todays world easier to live in. In that same course of time, I've been blessed to be able to surround myself with people who posess similiar skill, which allows/forces me to hone my craft so that words can flow from my pen as easily as rain falls... 27 years old... hopefully it's not too late for me to make something of this....