Don Carter

Winton Woods High School

Class of 2005

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Don Carter - Class of 2005 - Winton Woods High School

First Name	Don
Last Name	Carter
Graduation Year	Class of 2005
Gender	Male
Hometown	Cincinnati, Ohio
Relationship Status	Single
About Me	The name I was given is that of my fathers Don Emory Carter (J.r), my place of origin is Ohio and my home town is the “queen city” known as Cincinnati; that at least at one recent maybe even still present time in my life made(makes) me Her wandering King. The terms Vagabond and nomad have been with and apart of me for as long as I can remember or at least dare too. I was was some what of a shy inverted late bloomer in Ohio but I still came to know and love many wonderful people that shaped my personality and perspective that untill my mid 25th year had served my fairly will; not well enough to pick up on the opportunities and girls that I could or had but, I’ve been and still am an up and coming artist, if I could ever will myself to to cultivate and craft my skills. I’ve been a Sailor in the United states Navy and didn’t see the world or at least far far FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR less than I expected too experience, but on the other and Upper hand I came across and came to know some of the best and dearest people in my life, who I think about daily, and some how for some reason I left them and that little island where so many memories and good times were hard. I’ve been a hardcore Protester as a proud and yet sadly short lived positive and productive member focused on peace and harmony via zen and yoga practices. After being evicted from our beautiful park at Government cent where I learned and loved so much I failed to adjust and became disillusioned and paranoid by my own hesitation and stagnation. Now I sit on a wealth of talent skill and educational funding but I’ve hypothetically paralyzed myself and based on 1 a like of romantic companionship ( witch goes to show my dull-witted awkwardness in societal Q’s) despite the myriad of -intelligent, successful, creative, dynamic, kind, charmingly silly, and classically as well as exotically beautiful ladies I know and have known “like oh so much sand they could have been the earth on witch I stand, but oh so like a child it seems I’ve melded no strong bond and my dream castles have slipped away through my thickel hands” . Lack of locationary choice due to the fact that in two years I’ve been around the country both coast making and leave friend and family every where, “when it comes to where I dare to plant my future roots I can only gaze at a map and stare, that Vagabond has been almost every where”. long poetic story told short I’m a metaphorical King Lion that frear his looming shadow because for so long I would not let it rest and now after more spending than saving it seems that all (FOR NOW) THAT I have left. Any way another day alive is a great da...(read more)