I’m flying in my dreams though I hardly remember. I feel as passionate and as mundane as I’ve ever had. I am quintessentially me but only in the twilight of my life thus far. I am sometimes defined by singularities but also a jack of all trades- or so it is in my mind’s eye. My quarrelsome thoughts explores through the aesthetics of a visually interesting life but bows to the physical yes-no, binary answers of the world.