Long review. Short story, I need to get back to Milwaukee, I need to grow more, and I need to get outta my house. So, as 2008 draws to a close I find myself here, in my Mom’s house once again thinking about how much I really want to leave it. I know, it sounds angst-y and teen-like, but I am only twenty. I am still a kid. I say this, because it is true. I have the horrible handicap of blind naivety that all of mankind still can hope for love and peace, that all people have good in them, and that... read more
