Our individuality is all, all, that we have. There are those who barter it for security, those who repress it for what they believe is the betterment of the whole society, but blessed in the twinkle of the morning star is the one who nurtures it and rides it in, in grace and love and wit, from peculiar station to peculiar station along life’s bittersweet route.
― Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume
I am richly complex, and the story I am writing follows suit. I will not give this up to be the “safe choice.” I will not have my ambitions quashed by society’s institutions and individuals that gave up on themselves and their dreams long ago.
This is the story of how I lived, and my biggest hope is that it is far from ordinary.
(Thanks, Ashley, for reblogging all of those pictures. I had heard about them months ago and nearly forgotten.)