Trying to figure myself out as everyone else is, and just getting out there and hoping and trying to spread love in whatever ways I know how. Reading and baking and playing music sometimes. Writing always, and especially when the burning ache to comprehend some emotion arises; It has to be asked. With something new that happens every day, how can you not feel and be changing? Everything out there that inspires and aggrieves. I'm not quite sure what I am myself, it's hard to define. All I know is to understand the wonderful people I meet and see what happens along the way. And to keep the hope.