“How did all of this time pass?” I asked myself. Youth is wasted on the young, I heard in a song a long time ago.

“I didn’t receive my copy. When they were giving them out, mine must have gotten dropped, given to someone else, or lost.  I didn’t get mine.  Did you get yours?”  

“ I thought of times when I had quite literally been transformed after the most horrible things I experienced…”

In 2013/2014, I was nearing the end of my graduate program. had a paid job, an internship and attended classes weekly. I had long commutes for all of this. Suddenly, one day I was so dizzy I could hardly drive…