That’s not me

The kid who saves his Christmas chocolates? That’s not me. The boy who makes weapons out of sticks? That’s not me. The basketball player who wants to play professionally? That’s not me. The artist who…

Goodbye to who you were

If you haven’t said any goodbyes lately, you probably don’t know me in person. Lately, it seems like I’ve been all about goodbyes. And that’s a good thing, in many ways. (As a side note,…