I have done a lot of things in my life. None of them bring me financial joy.
Some of my most defining and happiest jobs have been my least paying: most notably the time I spent working at Penn State Golf Courses on Grounds Crew, responsible for mowing greens and filling bunkers with sand.
I've learned in my thirty year struggle that I am a hands on sort of woman. I like to immerse myself into projects that involve this skill: sewing, woodworking, and problem solving. I am creative with spacial planning: exceptional at delivering the most equipped and functional dorm room for instance, and enjoy the craft of writing.
I am not the sort of girl who enjoys standing still as this makes me feel stagnant and stifled in life. I want to do something extra-ordinary. I want to draw in toward me creative and extra-ordinary people, and I intend to do something great that brings joy to others.
I have been told by others that my words are poetic. I am currently looking to publish my first children's book...that I actually wrote first in high school, and have managed to write over and over since then.
I am a vivid movie-like dreamer: one who often can recite an entire dream without writing it down and may remember it for days or years.
I am unique. I don't have my feet entirely firm on the ground. And most importantly, I am okay with that.
Embrace the Struggle.