When circles become full, hospitals become home, and you actually land your dream job at 18 years old.

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Graduation day. Sorry for the blur, but check out those curls.

It took me 44 years to finally figure out what I wanted to be when I grew up. In high school, everybody else was setting goals and making them happen. Not me. I was just restless. Wrapped up in my music, wrapped up in myself. Continue reading