Who Do You Want To Be In Ten Years?

Happy New Year!When I was about 26 years old, I was offered a tattoo as a gift. This particular tattoo would have conveyed the type of thrilling message that young men imagine they will want emblazoned across their rippling biceps until the end. I planned to go out in a blaze of glory, rescuing women and children, and that tattoo was going to look great! Continue reading “Who Do You Want To Be In Ten Years?”