Poetry Gave Me The Space To Not Make Sense
Even in my earlier artistic years, when I was in elementary school — I wrote full novel stories, filling up entire notebooks, then handing them in to my teacher. Not for a grade, for fun.
In my life i’d go through chronicles of consistent writing, then lose myself in other mediums, like creating stop-motion films with my friends or creative photography ideas or just times of taking a good break from it all, and simply enjoying life happen around me — singing & dancing.
During highschool I knew I didn’t have any interest in college. I wanted to learn on my own terms — everything I was interested in, I was learning on my own time. I was already too ADHD for the classes I rarely showed up for, thankfully I had a dream — I wanted to work my ass of while I was young, so by the time I’d graduated I’d be able to buy more camera gear, travel, enjoy my life, figure out what I really want to do & that’s exactly what I did. I wanted to learn on my own terms.
Thanks to my marketing class, which allowed me to be out of school by noon, and on my way to my full-time job which also gave me school credit — I was high-flying focused on saving all my money, with a bright future ahead of me. Maybe it’s who I am, maybe it’s just my free spirit or maybe it was because I tried psychedelics at a young age, i’ve always felt the need to have a…