The thing about me is that I’m always reinventing myself. I’m always changing, always evolving. Today marks another evolution. I let go of my past, and everything that has held me back from truly expressing who I am and what I do. It is a shame at how the number 23 creeps on me and I feel as if nothing has truly changed. To feel a solemn sense of failure is a feeling that I can no longer afford. Through these words, I speak myself back into my true existence. I speak my true self back to life after being dead for so long. I speak rebirth.