I have such a strange memory of my childhood and teenage years – I seem to have simply blocked out great chunks of it. I do remember feeling terribly inadequate during my teenage years. Everyone else seemed to know what they wanted out of life, and which direction they were going to go. I just felt…adrift. I was at my happiest when I had my head stuck in a book. Looking back on it now, that may not have been a bad thing.
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