My soul is older than some and a little rough around the edges. I know a little bit about a lot of things. I play the spoons quite well. I've won lots of contests, but only a few for writing. Words that excite get my gears turning and keep the internal clock ticking.

I have plenty of sea stories and know you do, too. I'm happy to show you mine if you show me yours (read the first two chapters of my story, comment - and vote if the mood strikes - then message me a link to your story). I've got more chapters to post and share, but need to hear that you want to see them. (I feed the truly hungry, not the merely peckish.)
 
I follow everyone back and believe in you even in those dark moments when belief in yourself slips. For that is when I carry you and all that.