Here’s your fortune.

I’ve never seen Casablanca out of the fear that I’d feel for the characters too deeply. My cat doesn’t have a name. Ask me where I’m from, you’ll get a million different answers.

I find home in the most peculiar of places. Within strangers, old dog eyes, behind the piano, walking nowhere, crooked teeth, the deli down the street, hands on the wheel, and within blank pages. I may not be able to call one place my home, but I can assure you I certainly don’t live under a rock.

I have the good fortune of finding my greatest ideas in the world around me. Take a chance on me, and let's get to work.