I live a strange life, even by
today’s colorful standards. I feel much older,
learned, and experienced that I actually am. I’ve
resided in Southern California all my life, yet I’ve
really only been living for half a decade. I’ve
been in the food industry in various capacities for
over 10 years and am privileged to be able to travel
through and between our country. And I am one of the
fortunate few who has found their soulmate in the most
unlikely person, that of my mother. I’m essentially
homeless, insanely intense, metaphorically hungry, extraordinarily
anxious, have been told I’m peerless, and am slowly
coming to grips with the reality that I’m a much
better editor than I am a writer.
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