Another hour of the ticking clock

MirryMir

I'm a 23 year old with a strange sense of humor and passion about animals. Often times my name and the word "weird" are interlinked - not as suspicious, but more addlepated or curious. I love the smell of old books and only gave in to owning a Kindle because of its advantage to having several books in hand at one time. I used to spill artwork from my fingertips, but lately with Death, Debt, and Unexpected Life Struggles words and pictures start to only frustrate and hurt me more. I believe my place is either at a desk in a classroom or in the field of learning, and was one of the only kids who hated missing days at school. I'm pursuing my education level at a slow pace for a self-payer, but I thoroughly believe one day my writing will take me where I want to go. I don't expect to become a novelist, poet or journalist - but I do strongly acknowledge my continuing experience with the English language (and some German) is my calling in some field out there somewhere. Now I just have to keep writing [life works are like a map in progress] and I'll eventually find where that place is that I want to be. Im considering Biology, Zoology, and Veterinarian.