I am a cis-gendered human woman. I am daughter, sister, aunt, birth-mother and devoted Nanna to my biological family. I am pagan and pansexual, polyamorous and autonomous. I am a loyal and devoted friend and lover, if sometimes emotionally unavailable. I am a talented massage therapist and I am no longer capable of conceiving or bearing a child.
I am a middle aged, middle-class, educated, privileged, suburban white girl who likes dresses and flowers. I work as a banker to pay the rent and I live alone with my cat. I hate debt of any kind and never again want to own a house. I am helpful to have around in a crisis and, when someone is needed to get things done including the dishes, or if there is a need for a level of organization that borders on OCD. Or if you need a tour guide to the local thrift stores.
I am a feminist and a registered Libertarian and sympathetic to warriors, revolutionaries, anarchists and mystics. I have a love of architecture and I believe that Libraries are the most sacred institution in any society. I am a lover of books and fairy-tales, music and dance, football and baseball and boxing, muscle-cars and motorcycles, and poetry. I am a writer and a poet.
I love coffee and chocolate and all night diners. I have a sweet tooth and a strong dislike for just about all vegetables but, just as strong a feeling that it is immoral to throw away food. I have diabetes and scars and tattoos and very little physical grace. I can spend days on end without human contact but, I never drink alone.
I can daydream anywhere at any time. I sleep in every morning I can and sometimes I stay up all night reading just because I want to. I love Christmas and, I can fall in love if I allow myself to, and I can survive anything.