While I cannot say that all of my heart’s desire is on my feet as I turn 22, I have lived. And I know this because of the kindness I have recieved in the hands of people who don’t know my ancestors.
Finally we are here. The new year is upon us. New blank pages are spread before us. Perhaps it’s time for a new story. An opportunity to retell our tales. And ask yourself; what is it you want in this life?
In primary school, I was, a fairly bright boy, but involved in petty crime stealing from my classmates, truancy and barely into adolescence I already knew how to chimney cigarette and weed smoke out of my nose.