Because my life made no sense last summer, I’m going to get back to what I know how to do. This season I’m going to get tan, skinny, and make music every day. I’ll sleep on a bed with the AC on, but that’s because I can.
I was such an emotional wreck when I was marching that I never knew how I really felt about anything, so years later I’m still figuring out what parts of me got left on the field and which parts I got to keep.
