Short version: I'm a wild free adventurous gypsy artist trying to get ready to settle down and homestead.
Warning: I give long responses.
long version:I like goals, challenges, being a better person, growing, changing. I want to understand myself and the world around me. I want to influence and affect the people I come in contact with.
I wholly believe in the butterfly affect. Every little thing we do makes a difference. I want to contribute but in a small personal way.
I've had a travel goal that took me 6 years to accomplish. It shaped how I think about myself and the people around me and what I want to do with my life. Now I'm onto new goals. During my travels I felt detached and temporary, a passing observer. I am slowly working to change that. I will be staying put for a while. I'm not sure what I'm going to do but I know I want to make roots and participate. I've never really been a part of a community, never really made my own place. My room was never decorated, I didn't know my neighbors. I was always waiting to move on. I hope to learn to belong to a bigger picture. One day I'll be able to be a contribution to everyone around me.
I may be an indecisive dreamer but I follow through with my choices. I'm not extremely outgoing but I'm loyal. I'm stubborn about my own values and beliefs but I try to be even more accepting and embracing of other people's differences. I'm an optimist but I do get discouraged sometimes. I'm a hard worker once I manage to focus and get moving. I think the my most helpful skill along the way has been creativity. It's how I get by, how I communicate, how I express myself, how I have fun.
God's my Father, He knows everything about me, still loves and takes care of me, and hasn't given up despite all my failures.
If I were Mayor, I'd make the world a better place by
everyone has to work in customer service industry for 2 years before they can move on the profession of their choice.
What/who changed my life and why
Dad. I saw him draw my brother to get my brother to stop crying when I was 4. It worked. I saw art as magical and knew then I had to be a draw-er. when I was in 7th grade he pointed out to me the route he wanted to sail around the world and I suddenly realized that maybe my own dreams of travel weren't just silly ideas.