She was just like me at eighteen years old--passionate but timid, needing a friend to tell her she's legit and her dreams are legit. Needing permission to let her passions bust out of the trapdoor and surprise everyone. She needed her moment where someone believed in her.Read More
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“I just have too many dreams. It’s a problem,” I told my dear friend and mentor. I wrapped my arms around my head and attempted to crawl under the coffee table—partially as a joke, partially as a perfectly logical way of escaping real life. Hiding under tables always worked for me as a kid, so what difference does fifteen years make, right?Read More