I had all of these witty things to write here.....the just seem smug and stupid now.
This is what I know: by the time I really figure out who I AM, I will be in my seventies. I think about my grandmom, she has her shit together. She knows who she is. Everybody loves her because AND despite of that. That's who I will be. The strongest person I know.
Screw the Midwest. I need the ocean.