What is one about, truly? Am I about my personality traits, my interests, my dreams, my possessions, my history, my physical environment? A bit of all of the above, I think.
In the interest of simplifying the question of what I’m about, I will commit to being about what I love. I love many things- people, places, ideas, experiences. I love the Twin Cities and its people and pastimes. I love bicycle commuting, and the freedom, mobility, joy and health that come with it. I love sustainability of all kinds, environmental and personal. I love conversations about big, difficult questions about life, the universe, and why things are the way they are. I love creating things with my hands, and using recycled/reused materials whenever possible. I love always having something to work toward in community with friends and strangers.
I love that I have the opportunity to exist on this planet in this galaxy on this very day, a place of wonder, pain, joy, fear, and possibility.