My life is not the normal cut and paste craft project that you do in first grade. In first grade I was doing Physics homework with my dad. By third grade I was running a small business out of my locker. They sent me to special school one day a week with the three cutest, smart girls in my grade and we got to do puzzles and shit and think that we were special. My greatest realization to date is, even though I am special, so are you, and so is everyone.
i am a warrior poet and I wander. I am not always happy but I am always honest. If I am being quiet it is because I have nothing nice to say or my body has turned my mouth off to save energy. I eat for three and I can't afford myself.
I'm inches away from traveling the world on a penny-pinchers budget. I like slow mornings with my guitar. I will never settle down. I laugh for no apparent reason. It's because I am happy.
This last paragraph is funny. I wrote it years ago now. Most people think of settling down as this home with the white fence and the grocery store and walks around the block. I have always thought that settling down was something that happened in your mind.
Now I am home. Austin. I have a beautiful family with a furry four legged son and a daughter from the Andes mountains of Peru who also does not have opposable thumbs. I love going to the grocery store, and walking to the dog park, but the last thing I am doing is settling down. The energy flows through me even faster now. There are so many fun things to do, and our family loves to do them.
Rock Climbing.
Evolution Motion.
Yellow Bike Project.
It is just now beginning, and although my nomadic days of a man and a backpack are over, my wandering is never done. I adventure through myself and grow and change. I stretch my perceptions of who I am and who I can be, and then I step firmly toward the perceptions that warm me. It makes me a CEO, and a volunteer, and a monkey stuck to rocks by tips of fingers and toes. Life expands and I strive to fill it.
