The first time I was sent away from home, I felt alone, shattered, and also naively optimistic for some grand adventure to happen. Hope and despair mixed with cheap oil paints, a little black radio with a broken antennae, pen and paper. I dreamt of running away to a place more colorful, where I could be someone grand, brilliant, and not myself. At age thirteen, running away was a dead end, so I used my best means of transportation: imagination. Imagination tainted with a lot of doubt and a gener
The first time I was sent away from home, I felt alone, shattered, and also naively optimistic for some grand adventure to happen. Hope and despair mixed with cheap oil paints, a little black radio with a broken antennae, pen and paper. I dreamt of running away to a place more colorful, where I could be someone grand, brilliant, and not myself. At age thirteen, running away was a dead end, so I used my best means of transportation: imagination. Imagination tainted with a lot of doubt and a gener
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