Imagine a man sitting on a chair in a bright room of white. Next to this man lay a bookshelf filled with books of ambiguity, soulful brevity, medieval morality, political complexities and dragons. To the other side of that man, sits a beauty. Of Elixir strings, rosewood and mahogany. The toast of an acoustic guitar connoisseur, to which every pluck and strum resonates poetry to his heart. Behind him is a shelf, of plastic boxes with sometimes vague titles but abundant with imagery. For he is also a man who appreciates the language of films, he sees the world in the interpretations as painted in movies. Running around that man in the chair, are reflections of God's creation. Cats and dogs, wild life and nature. Unconditional love and belonging, simplicity and beauty. He feels strong attachment to God's creatures.

Imagine that man smiling. Imperfect teeth, round cheeks and small beady eyes. This is me, and my passion.

This is a draft for my resume. -_-"