My age makes all my wrinkles and gray hair make sense.

I didn't have an interest in school at all and was getting in trouble all the time.

I was talking and playing pranks and skipping school, failing pretty much every class I took.

I talk about airplanes and things like that while my scars are on clear view.

I love devastating movies, documentaries and hummingbirds (yes, in that order).

It was a free-for-all with music when I was growing up. My mother was a huge music fanatic so I was listening to everything from country to heavy metal to Indigo Girls to Elton John. I guess when I was really young I didn't like Willie Nelson, and she obviously loved him. Now I do too, I'm so thankful to her for playing his music nonstop.

I hold back parts of my life and experiences... I don't want to share anything just for the sake of sharing and exposing myself, but if something feels right and I feel inspired by the situations or moment I'll definitely share it. There are so many stories and experiences I have not shared, and I don't feel compelled to.