I am a young father, husband, and dedicated servant of my family.
My childhood was difficult and I spent a lot of time in isolation, many years without modern utilities or much to eat or access to clean water.
I did not go to school or ever have close friends.
I had many great times alone in the mountains or roaming the woods and rivers, as well as so many hours and days and years thinking and dreaming and trying to understand everything.
My life has changed much since then, some for the better and some for the worse.
I miss the freedom and time to think clearly, despite the harsh conditions I sometimes experienced.
I remember those times fondly, even those that were once bad memories.
Mostly because I would rather be then and there if I could. I know things were hard but I had what I needed...
Everything that kept my soul alive,
Whether my body was well or not.
I used to write a lot of poetry, partly getting inspiration from an early interest and attraction toward medieval and ancient literature.
I have continued to write, albeit less often, for the need of my mind or soul to feel a connection between myself and the emotions I feel.