I need to be your best friend. I know, I don’t even have half of a quarter of your $80 million net wealth and our friendship would mostly rely on your either A) Sitting at my house that is probably the size of a small bathroom at your California mansion or B) Me freeloading off […]
My Childhood Neighborhood
My childhood neighborhood was amazing, it was magical. It was a Sandlot kind of neighborhood. There was a community pool, tons of kids, the iconic grumpy, old couple that lived across the street, the grandfatherly next door neighbor who became a family member, & tons of kool-aid stands. The house that I grew up in […]
