I'm 27. I was raised in Malone, NY and after bouncing around the midwest for a few years after college I've found myself living with a fiancee in suburban Chicago.
I have friends, but I don't really feel comfortable opening up to them on the level I used to open up to some of my old friends from some of the other places I've lived (Albion, MI for college, Sandusky, OH and Elyria, OH after college).
Well anyway, that's the long and short of it, the fat and skinny of it... etc. etc.
Oh and I really want to be a writer, but at times I feel as though I've lost or at least misplaced my muse.