Who Am I?

So, who am I?

I am the quiet girl, often sneaking by with her trademark purple hair. I’m the one usually lost in a world of her own making, consulting characters about the future as if they were shards of myself- a strange and brokenly beautiful mirror that can reveal all if I’m willing to look hard enough.

I’m the one who prefers big Koss headphones over fashion sensitive earbuds so I can pretend I’m whispering through a monastary in the middle of the city, talking to gargoyals and relishing the sound of stone beneath my feet. I’m someone you shouldn’t take too seriously but I caution you, there is a truth to all I speak.

I love buttons and paper. Origami, chess, crochet and anything I can learn to do with my hands. Butterflies and bottlecaps. Singular notes plinked or pulled between violin or piano call me most often than not but I’m not above falling asleep or spending my quiet time with rock ballads or Metalica. Still, I most enjoy writing to the sound of a lone music box or anything in a language other than my own just so I can hug the foreign sounds as they come to me anew.

Speaking of language, I love it. I love the word language and how it resembles luggage: a collection of things one can’t ‘supposedly’ live without whilst traveling. Like whole and hole, I find an irony between the two. I am currently learning Japanese and reveling in their three alphabet-like systems, looking forward to the day I am competant enough for it to open up a whole new world’s worth of media to me; manga, novels, movies, newspapers and penpals. Every word is like an exciting new adventure just waiting for me to toe along the path.

I dislike starting paragraphs with the word I. It makes me feel narcisistic. Also, I don’t have spellcheck on my Archos tablet and realize on my own that I can’t spell worth mustard.

I married an often wonderful man with six shy kitties. Together we now have ten very social cats. Gabe, Tommy, Ivan, Odie, Mowgli, Clarice, Isis, Basset, Cassa, and Ed.

I’m a flowy follower of the way of Tao and Unitarian Universalism which means I have a love of learning all senses of spirituality, theology, philosophy and other words ending in y. Currently I am entranced by Buhhdism. I also love folk lore, faeries, photography, web design, programming and am considering an asociates degree in Nursing.

I am troubled and traumatized but all the richer for my lot of pain. Someday I want to find a way to use my writing to help others but until then I’m just hoping to get all these words out of me and onto paper before my head implodes with the force of a thousand inky butterflies.

I am not unlike a zipper, something just waiting to be pulled into bringing two halves of a whole together. I’m an untrained dancer, unrestrained singer, a speedy typist and the worst possible mathmatician.

I don’t drink caffein. Ever.

I’m just a kid, my life barely begun with a mere instant of infinity’s stories to be told. Wife, writer and cemetery walker. Volunteer, voice and very quiet. Loud, colorful, a bit corosive and not unwilling to be so. Passionate to a fault, many, many faults.

I am Feeby.