As the GPS was recalculating the world was getting back to me on my reflection, I had come to know the reflection of the people close to me at this time in the life I had been living in the early months of 2009. March, low and behold brought on more than the nomenclature of the third month, it brought upon the command to march forth, go look into the mirror and reflect back what you want to be. I…
There I was, a fresh 18 with about a month’s worth of wear on the new tires so to speak and I was content yet restless to begin. It’s March of 2009, where I am living the life less ordinary as we all do; to define the current situation more I was just recently an adult as American standards would tell us. I had just had a birthday the month before passing the torch of sevenTEEN to eightTEEN which we…