Once upon a time, I graduated from college. I still took the summer off after graduation, just to prolong the feeling of being a student and adjust to the freedom of time when you don't go to school. That didn't take long though, because I couldn't take not doing anything and you know that feeling that you should be working and all that is nagging you. I started planning my options and my itineraries to give out my CV. To cut it short, being twenty and fresh out in the real world, I followed my mindset of being practical and safe and went with my second choice which is hotels. It is home to my dad who's also a hotelier despite my communication arts college degree. I got lost along roads, walking and walking, handing out my creds to stranger guards in back doors. I went to interview after interview with hundreds of young people searching for directions. One day I gave up trying too hard and found myself reading a text message for an interview that would bring me two years after to who I am and where I am now.
