While sitting in a cluttered cold dark back room that I shared with insects, rodents, and a host of other detestable creatures, the growl in my stomach went from a quiet grumble to a loud roar. The purple monkey who had been my imaginary companion for quite a while began to offer all types of suggestions to tame this beast growing inside of my abdomen. The purple monkey who for the time being will remain nameless was pissed at what he called my “weak…

"There is an expiry date on blaming your parents for steering you in the wrong direction; the moment you are old enough to take the wheel, responsibility lies with you."- J.K. Rowling