Joined in November 2017
I write to have a voice and, when necessary, to give one to others. A few years ago, I did not picture my life playing out the way it is now. Believe it or not, I had dreams of becoming the next great architect. I would imagine the buildings I could design and the giant firm that I would lead until one day I picked up a book. Then I picked up another, and I read. I read with the passion that I had once retained as a small child. My life was not to be spent as a designer of buildings; I was meant to read and write about them. Now rediscovering my lost passion for reading and carving my path with my new passion for writing, I feel more prepared than ever, despite the fact that this is the first time I don't have a plan. Somehow, I don't need one.
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