Jack of a few, relatively useless trades, master of none, I’m mostly just trying to amass as many experiences as I’m fortunate enough to be given opportunities in/with. Still trying to find my identity and relevant goals- to get to where I want to end up in this world. Mostly a moderate thinker in most categories, I still consider my biggest strength as a perpetual realist.
You’re still reading? Look, I have no agenda. I write because I want to write and not because I’m all too interested in people defending me– or not. I’m not trying to start a conversation or create controversy. I’m pretty solid in my open-mindedness (ha!). But in all honesty, this is the closest you’ll get to reading my personal, very, very private (not) journal.
Finally, forgive the lack of imagination on the title. Creativity isn’t my thing. Honesty is. And I’m HONESTLY a very UN-creative person. My close friends are my close friends because they see me as loyal, honest, trustworthy; and I’m pretty low maintenance, so that helps.
This is turning in to a monster all on it’s own. Move along, nothing more to see here.