One fourth of my upbringing imagines being homeless. Our experiences in homeless shelters, our travels through various states, and then living in a car. Another fourth imagines living with my father in a trailer park, with parrots and love. And him putting me into martial arts. That was my life as much as school from there on. Another forth imagines my neighbor Jordan, teaching me how to play Magic the Gathering and Dungeons and Dragons, showing me adult anime starting with Trigun and then Cowboy Bebop, and hosting fights in the sandpit in his backyard. Another forth pictures the later years, as I went to proms, worked toward college, and began to leave. If I had to pick one of those that stuck with me, I think it's the trailer park, Jordan, and all the magical stuff. Those are the hobbies I still have. So, an image of Trigun I guess. View quoted note →