I grew up in minor town of Dracut, MA a suburb of Lowell, MA home of Jack Kerouc. I not really a fan of his but I am a fan of music, which is where most of writing steams from. I listen to a song and it inspires me. I live a pretty boring life...work, school (graphic design), friends, writing, nothing really that exciting! I am 22 and sometimes I feel like I'm going on 40. I have to admit I an old soul. My life has been quite interesting from an outsider. I was adopted at the age of 3, reunited with my biological mother at the age of 18 and I have been trying to make things work in my life ever since. Things have been tough, but I feel like complaining doesn't do anyone good. It's funny how life seems to creep up on you. I may be only 22 but I feel like I very misunderstood. My friends and family really don't see this side of me. The introverted, analytical, observent side of me who sites poets and philosophers. Maybe some day they will see this and understand.