I am the ultimate chill as I type this "informal formal introductory post to be the former to any latter" up on my handy handheld smart phone while sitting in my urban public transit vehicle of choice - train - on my way to my novelty gifts-filled place of employment.
First and foremost, I am a dreamer. And as unrealistic as it sounds, I am aiming on achieving all and every dream. In some form anyway.
I write - plays and poetry and nonfiction and short stories. I read - practically everything. I play - videogames, boardgames, table tops.
I also have notoriously bad taste.
This is a picture of a train station seat, and a note someone left there - today.
Fogelberg out. Repeat: Fogelberg out.
*the note says "waiting for trains sucks" with a little thumbs up
First and foremost, I am a dreamer. And as unrealistic as it sounds, I am aiming on achieving all and every dream. In some form anyway.
I write - plays and poetry and nonfiction and short stories. I read - practically everything. I play - videogames, boardgames, table tops.
I also have notoriously bad taste.
This is a picture of a train station seat, and a note someone left there - today.
Fogelberg out. Repeat: Fogelberg out.
*the note says "waiting for trains sucks" with a little thumbs up
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