I live somewhere between the imagination and reality. I straddle two worlds, making frequent trips between the realms of the visible and the invisible, the spiritual and the mundane, the physical and the metaphysical.

Being unable to define myself, particularly my vocation, was a major pain point in my life. Whenever I latched onto a new field or landed a new job, something inside me would instantly revolt against it. Almost immediately the new endeavor felt like a straight-jacket and I would want out. Nothing felt like me.