Poet
Poet
College
Agnostic
(Somewhat Important to me)
Centrist
(Very Important to me)
White
Want 'em someday
5' 8"
How about we… pretend like we live in the 1950s, get dinner, a movie, and then a romantic, late night stroll through a park? No? Hmmm.... Well, then, the 1930s. Some moonshine and jazz at a speak-easy?
Dresden. Love that city with all of my being.
Waking up by 8am, light breakfast, coffee, then finding a place around the city to read. Or staying at my apartment with a good book of poetry, my notebook, and espresso.
The Birdcage
I am an actor, turned poet, turned fierce, turned glob-trotter.
First concert = bust. Dream concert = finding somewhere that's showing The Rite of Spring and/or a live performance of Berlioz's Symphonie Fantastique. But Tschaikovsky's 1812 Overture would also work.