Casey recently quit a cloudy life on the East Coast for a much sunnier one on the West Coast. His writing is inspired by, well, everything. He was diagnosed with bipolar disorder at twenty one and subsequently seven times thereafter until he finally accepted his diagnosis, and treatment, in his early thirties. Medication, meditation and fitness have become the foundation for his recovery and he is in better shape, mentally and physically, than he’s ever been. His family is the reason he’s alive. He’s trying to train for a triathlon but his shoelaces won’t stay tied. He’d like to write more but he keeps losing his pen—constant reminders that, though he may be recovering, he is never cured.