A friend once described me as an interesting person that doesn’t do interesting things….at the time that this was said I felt very insulted, but as I sit here struggling to find words to describe myself I can’t help but feel that maybe he was right. The events of my life hardly portray who I am, but I suppose that is the burden of summation is it not? So without further ado….I’m a small town kid. I grew up in a Colorado town named Durango. I often refer to it as the foil to NYC. Literally nothing is similar between these two places except that they both get very cold. Throughout my life I have been very involved in music, at one point I played in both band and orchestra. I was definitely a bit of a nerd. After high school I took a year off of schooling, and moved to NYC on a bit of a whim. On Oct. 18th almost two years ago I flew into Newark with pretty much nothing. I had some clothes and a girlfriend, but no possessions, no plan, no job, and no apartment. I was terrified and determined, and more importantly I’m still here. If there is anything that my moving to New York taught me, its that crazy, stupid actions sometimes work out. The only thing I love possibly as much as music is traveling, and I’ve made it a priority to travel overseas at least every couple of years especially now that a few of my good friends live in other countries. Oh, I also like lifting things up and putting them back down….I’m a pretty strong guy, but what I love most about lifting weights is that it is a constant reminder that there is always another level that can be achieved. And that’s about all you need to know about me.
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