LUCKY PRIVILEGE
Welp. I’m writing a blog post. You know what that means…LET’S TALK ABOUT GUNS! JUST KIDDING. (but I do want to say props to New Jersey for banning bump stocks yesterday, proud of you) I’m not a person who when asked “who I am” would be able to eloquently answer that question. I mean, if I had to, like gun to the head (THIS ISN’T ABOUT GUNS) I’d like to think I’d say something along the lines of “hmm, I think I’m a relatively creative person with horrible impulse control and a knack for being awkward in most social situations.” Those are the things I can definitively say I am at this moment in my life. Some people feel fulfilled by being married, or having kids, or social interactions or being right on top of that QED report. I truly feel the most fulfilled when I think of something creative and it comes to fruition. My problem though is when something serious weighs on my mind it stops any inkling of creativity to flow because I haven’t been able to figure out how to no