I'm an artist in my own right; I'm not a great painter, natural drawer, I cant sing or act well, I dont take gorgeous photographs or record spiritual videos, and I'm not a poet. But I am an artist. I have such a passion for life and write, sing, and paint my way through it all...I mess up, but i grab the eraser and start over. I have interests and loves, and pursue them to the fullest. I will never let the rope of opportunity slip through my fingers-I grasp every chance I get to learn and live.
I enjoy a lot and hate little...I am a harsh judge, yet compassionate, I am funny, yet dry...I'm mature, yet 5, I am imaginative, yet realistic...I'm creative, yet dull, I am picky, yet open-minded...I'm friendly, yet reserved, and I'm mentally energetic, yet physically exhausted.
I have plans for the future, but I haven't discovered "The Plan" yet...There are places to explore, people to read, and adventures I have yet to live. Right now I have a paintbrush in one hand, and an eraser in the other, dancing through the puddles in my sun soaked self...I am seawashed...
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