My name is Will, and I recently woke up and found myself an old man. It is not something I wanted, and have railed against adulthood to everyone who would listen for a long time. Adulting is done so poorly by most, and I've almost decided that it really isn't something that is worth doing. But yet my beard is grey and my joints creek.
I am a small animal veterinary surgeon (not board certified) with 12 children (5 adopted and one for whom we are guardian and full time custodian). This combination has meant that I have very little time beyond those passions, and it has made me a particularly boring individual.
In my spare time and bathroom moments, I tend to be a shameless geek. I study science journals, probing the findings of interesting and intelligent people who have spent their lives enlightening others with new studies and research. I play with computers and dabble in computer languages to better be amazed at the great skill and intelligence that goes on behind the miraculous electronic devices I am so tempted to take for granted.
I lead and train Wilderness Search and Rescue Teams to assist lost persons or downed aircraft in the Smokey Mountains and by extension work a bit with survivalists. (can work flint and steel but prefer fire starting with thermite).
I recently purchased a Honda NightHawk, which was my dream bike as a youth, and find few things as rewarding as waving at other bikers on the road. Somehow being so vulnerable, surrounded by the smells of the world that are often missed in an auto is invigorating. Haven't laid it down yet.
As my kids started getting older, we decided to pick up SCUBA, and while inexperienced, have found that my love of sailing, swimming, as well as my rotund figure truly point to my being an aquatic sea mammal. I used to feel that I would die sailing or on a soccer field, but since I no longer find time for either of these, I imagine I'll die surrounded by the comfort of the ocean depths. Hopefully not soon, but I find myself filling my quiet moments with images of the undersea world and desires to be diving. Life on dry land has simply become a series of inter-dive intervals. I had always dreamed of flying someday, but now I am more than content to be swimming with the turtles and fish. Even had my first encounter with a shark.
I love science fiction, science non-fiction, and find myself constantly wishing I could redo my youth with the wisdom I have now (not a great deal, but more than at the time). I absolutely love surgery and while it scares me every time I cut, I hope it is because I want the best outcome and take it very seriously.
I don't live in my mom's basement, but that is probably more luck than anything (not to mention that mom currently doesn't have a basement so it's not even an option at the moment) and am likely one of the more dull and mundane individuals on social media, but I am excited to live and learn through the incredible menagerie of people who are available on sites like steemit so that with whatever time left, I can continue to grow and share with those around me the experiences and knowledge of people much more accomplished and exciting than I.
