I am not afraid of change. I moved across the country from NYC to San Antonio, TX as soon as I saved enough to afford an apartment. From there, I made my way over to Mississippi, and eventually continued along the gulf coast until I made it to Florida. I spent most of my childhood exploring my own mind, writing, and drawing. I was an odd child who found that an imaginative and limitless internal world was far more enticing and fascinating than the external world.

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I tallied cars by color on roadtrips, carried a marble notebook everywhere I went, and spent much of my early university days skipping class to people watch from the last pew of a little out of the way church in Jackson Heights, Queens. I played soccer, and was very skilled, though the passion faded and I eventually learned that my need to continue to evolve and feel challenged would follow me throughout my entire life. I have many autistic tendencies, and relate to much of what my son experiences. My greatest lesson of all continues to be - sometimes it's enough to let your energy, in its most peaceful state, be the subtle change the world needs rather than trying to approach each desire to better everything around you with an oceans worth of emotion.