WHO THE HELL AM I?!
I have a difficult time making sense of myself. For instance…
I live for screaming my lungs out on stage. Jumping in chaotic moshpits. And meditating on my couch.
I’m obsessed with horror flicks and trash TV. As well as books on Buddhism, self-improvement, and stoic philosophy.
My roots are in hardcore punk and heavy metal. Yet, there’s nothing I love more than a funky groove or a soft melody.
The written word doesn’t always satisfy me. Sometimes I have to bring my ideas to life.
Yep, there’s a lot of yin-yang in my world. And I’m glad. Because all these things don’t just make me who I am. They inspire me to do what I love most——telling stories.