A wise man once said when you're in an argument with someone you say "I agree. I agree." then you go home and live your life. I hope you understand this is where I come from when I write journal entries so passionately about technology and the tangible and my own desires and needs.
I believe we are each on our own path because no matter how long and how hard we try to convince others of our belief system, no matter how long and how tediously we try to legislate our position, we will all go home and live our lives behind closed doors the way we believe. And why shouldn't we? If we are not harming others, if we are not tearing another down, shouldn't we live only how we feel whole-heartedly convicted?
Every moment we are writing the story of our lives.
Ask me where I'm from. "Everywhere" is my typical response. My father was in the Air Force and the moving every 2-3 years, the transient nomad life brought me to the realization that home is wherever your tribe is. I've lived in Austin, Texas since 2005; I came here for UT and never left. For now, Austin is where I've laid my head from Mueller to Buda, but my tribe, my 4 sisters and one brother and faithful friends that would pick up my phone call (because they've accepted my resisting text for so long) live all over the globe. My heart is with them.
My heart is in these words, in still photographs.
It is who I am. It is what I do.