When you wake up one morning realizing you have piled so much on yourself that you feel you can't afford to get out, GET THE FUCK OUT!

There are dark and alone times when you move forward to pursue your own journey, but the beauty in the light at the end of the tunnel is worth every sacrifice you thought you made.

I carry fairy dust, pack dry herb and drive a broom. If you don't get that you won't get me, so long, it's my journey.