I am originally from a small town about an hour outside of Pittsburgh, PA. It was a big deal when we got street signs ten years ago. Yes, there were signs for all four streets. I moved to attend the University of Pittsburgh and just stayed here. Part of my decision had something to do with the availability of public transportation here. I've spent a small fortune of driving lessons and have never passed a driving test. I see everything and focus on nothing. I see that free spirited blue plastic bag that might end up on my windshield and obscure my view. I see that cat that might run out in the street and cause me to hit it. All this happens when I should probably be focused on that traffic light in front of me. Thank goodness the driving instructors had their own brake pedals. So that's me, a scatter brain. However, I am a practical scatter brain.
I majored in Economics when I probably should have gone with creative writing. Now her I am longing for a writing career. A few months ago I quit the perfectly decent job with good benefits because it was making me miserable. It was like my heart finally dug through all the rational decisions I buried it under. It gasped for air, and then screamed for help. I've spent my unemployed period looking for a less suffocating job, working on my novel, and studying the publishing industry.