“A nomadic gypsy who quite possibly might be searching for a reason to stop running…For the time being I will keep my everlasting marathon going, with a smile on my face, my camera in hand, and a solid pair of shoes.” – Laura Oriana 2/8/13
I have the need to travel, the urge to keep moving, and an everlasting battle within on whether I should stay still or wander for life. Currently the stillness has taken over (AKA I’m broke), and occasionally I feel as though my creative inspiration is drying up, but then I remember I have a vault full of traveling memories to keep me inspired for a multitude of lifetimes.
I am currently residing in the Pacific Northwest, where I make handmade goods, try to entertain three rambunctious dogs, and frolic the fields of my never-ending imagination. I love to write, but tend to never post anything of real substance on my blog since the fear of being judged on something I love to do infuriates me, scares me, and causes an onslaught of other emotions…let’s be honest, it’s mainly because I am lazy and prefer writing on paper.
I dance to the beat of my own drum, which oddly enough sounds identical to Los Fabulosos Cadillacs’ song Matador. It’s as though they entered my brain as a child and heard what was going on in there and made my theme song. On that note, the beat is calling me to dance my way off to something else.