From 1997-2001, I spent my time aimlessly wondering around the United States, running away from responsibility and looking for the next party. I found some good times, but I also found a lot of other people who were on the run. I found that most of these drifters were leaving behind a broken life in search of happiness and safety. What I discovered about these people, over time, is that where they were was of little consequence; it's who they were that mattered. All of these people were broken, had stopped loving themselves, and were incapable of loving another. Som more...
