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Introduction	I call Royal Oak, MI home. At least that's where my driver's license will tell you I reside. But I don't live there. Where I live is a bit less tangible. I live in the wake of my travels, the breath of my conversations, the nuances between observation and appreciation, and the optimistic expectation that each day offers a new insight, or a new idea, that will force me to challenge the existential foundation of the reality I stand on. Is it philosophically ostentatious? Perhaps. Is it original? On a deeply subjective level it is. Those subjective qualities are what lend themselves to the creative process. When I'm not busy pretending to be pretentious, I pretend to be a philosophical, and when I'm not doing that I eat, I breath, I shit, I sleep, I write, I love and I slowly die; as an unapologetic participant of the shared human condition.

Introduction

I call Royal Oak, MI home. At least that's where my driver's license will tell you I reside. But I don't live there. Where I live is a bit less tangible. I live in the wake of my travels, the breath of my conversations, the nuances between observation and appreciation, and the optimistic expectation that each day offers a new insight, or a new idea, that will force me to challenge the existential foundation of the reality I stand on. Is it philosophically ostentatious? Perhaps. Is it original? On a deeply subjective level it is. Those subjective qualities are what lend themselves to the creative process. When I'm not busy pretending to be pretentious, I pretend to be a philosophical, and when I'm not doing that I eat, I breath, I shit, I sleep, I write, I love and I slowly die; as an unapologetic participant of the shared human condition.