Just a sailor who's vessel has run adrift,
Lost at sea and flooded with water
With still more pouring in
Through thousands of holes in the hull,
And wielding poetry as the only bucket
With which to toss water overboard.
With which to keep the ship from sinking.

But I'm also a student of life (or, if you REALLY want to get into specifics, then it's English) and an aspiring writer with dreams to one day earn a living by sharing my stories and such with the world. Although, much as with life, I like to take it one step at a time, so just getting myself published at all is probably a good place to start.