You could call me a culinary canary, constantly smitten just singing in the kitchen. I'm still searching for the norm and avoiding it at all costs. There is something romantic about being lost. At any rate, the rest of me is something that the world, including myself may never see. I've found that life is a risk and I am the sort of person who never wants to say ' I missed...'. Bottom line, I'll ride the cliché for a moment and say, 'live your life like its your last day.' Grammatically speaking, sometimes Im unbearably bearable. I will beg or buy your trust. I find that my finest notes are the ones that still reside within my throat.