Life is far different than I ever imagined it would be, full of many more moves, locations and incredibly talented people...
All in all, I am grateful. I am just not sure what the next chapter is going to be and I find myself becoming anxious in the dark of night and in the wee hours of the morning.
I've kept a journal since I was eleven years-old. I think this kept me sane. This blog is some version of that, but without the dregs of what goes on in my mind. How could that be entertaining to anyone?