I start this post with a quote from scripture.
The Book of Matthew, 4:18-20.
And Jesus, walking by the sea of Galilee, saw two brethren, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea: for they were fishers.
And he saith unto them, follow me, and I will make you fishers of men.
And they straightway left their nets, and followed him.
Those who know me know that I am not a person who is very religious.
I am also not a person who is into tattoos.
Well…that is what makes this picture so unorthodox.
You see, I have been preparing to go to Maryland, where I will start my true adult life. The purpose of this site – and my life – until recently was to go into my neighborhood bar and writing notes on napkins, every day.
This notes on napkining – yes, it is a verb for me – led me to countless “fish.”
And I learned that I needed to find my calling. The persons who awoke me to all this were my parents, a woman named Charity, who I have the goal of sharing a life with someday, and the countless fish I caught on my napkins.
My living arrangements are fully apportioned for me to be able to follow my passion for writing, and this is my first post where I say: God is great.
I met all of you. Write to me, at email@example.com about how we met, and I will weave a tale of morality. Most of all, there are many fish in the sea. Maryland, for a year, is for me. Hopefully after that? Time will tell.