It feels like I’m in the beginning of something. I don’t know how to explain it other than I feel a little aimless AND purposed, somehow. I’ve been in Atlanta almost exactly a year and a half. Acting has been my focus for at least a decade. My definition of creativity, and how I was going to pursue that, has been defined one way for a long time. I’m discovering how I fit in Atlanta and how my puzzle piece fits in an ever expanding image, with new pieces yet to be seen. When asked the question, If you could see into your future, would you? My answer is always, No. While the unknown is daunting (stress-inducing) and sometimes the cause of a psoriasis flare-up, I still prefer not knowing. Not out of fear, but out of possibility.

So that’s where I am right now - Walking through a dense fog and yet still keeping my eyes open for the clearing. The beginning of something. Stay tuned my friend - the funny part is thinking about beginnings and endings in the middle [of life]. I apologize for the delay on this post. I got distracted watching While You Were Sleeping. Can you blame me though? 🌥️