Sometimes, it just takes a bit of time and patience to find your people. Don’t give up, keep putting yourself out there and I promise it’ll be worth it.
It was the last night before our high school year-end ceremony. Thirty eighteen-year-old kids sat together around the campfire on the beach. The sea breeze, mixed with the fire, shifted through our faces.
I recently watched The Holdovers, a movie I recommend if you went to a stuffy school on the East Coast and/or didn’t have the most orthodox adolescent upbringing.
