Shea Eugene

The other little boys wanted to be astronauts and firefighters and policemen - I said I wanted to play with words.
I will refrain from over-excusing the last many years, but playing with words, it seems, does not easily buy bread.
Yesterday I discovered I was bored and I thought about why and thought about what I wanted out of life and a little boy answered surprising me.
Today I find myself in a self-structured classroom working on a self-defined degree towards an end that matters to me if no one else.
Tomorrow I want to be known, among some at least, as Shea the poet.