I think I have a syndrome of being over-eager or over-anxious. Maybe it's just a symptom of Youth? Having ideas pop into my head and explode into inspirational confetti? Even small ideas, small thoughts, that want to be heard, Here, NOW. My heart flutters like a butterfly, so rapidly sometimes. It's this eargerness that gets us young people to make changes in the world.
I have an eagerness to publish a book of photographs and poems.
Just remember that, world, okay?