Only Those Who Never Step, Never Stumble.

We Carry Around In Our Heads These Pictures Of What Our Lives Are Supposed To Look Like, Painted By The Brush Of Out Intentions. It's The Great, Deep Secret Of Humanity That In The End None Of Our Lives Look The Way We Thought They Would. As Much As We Wish To Believe Otherwise, Most Of Life Is A Reaction To Circumstances.

The Shackles Of Belief, When Reinforced By Fear, Are Difficult To Break Free From And Rarely Done.

I Love When I Can Reboot People When They Are Being Mean To Others.

I Have A Penchant For Fresh Notebooks And Mechanical Pencils. It Seems Every Time I Go To The Store, I Buy A New Notebook. I Have Dozens Of Them Just Sitting Around.

I Suppose I Have An Active Imagination, And Writing Allows Me To Live It Out.