A ‘microchasm’ is the term I’ve given to everything that impedes greatness. I’ve come to realize that we are all so damn close and that those who we define as great, cross a chasm unknowingly. I am interested in that moment.

As far as bios go…

I am a person. A brother. A son. An advisor. A godfather. I am a non-practicing believer. I am a debit on a FreshBooks ledger. I am in love with ambition. I am often removed from the scene by design. I am an addictive personality. I am a counter of pennies, a climber of trees, and a re:thinker at mawsh. My left foot is slightly pigeon-toed. I smile a big smile despite a less than perfect grill. I Q-tip both ears simultaneously and in a circular motion. And for what it’s worth… I wear glasses with no lenses.

I have no tolerance for ego, pride and narrow-mindedness - no one should believe their own hype or be unable to laugh at themselves.

I will always live at the poles (figuratively speaking). I am horrible at balance. I’m either pursuing something whole-heartedly or I am asleep to the world. Both are acceptable to me. It’s the middle that worries me.