A letter from an optimist.

Middle school is a terrible place. It certainly didn’t help that I was nearly as round as I was tall, my chubbiness emphasized by the big...

I finally found excitement in where I live. Walking was stepping into a new world, every day.

How living in a snowed-in van helped me find my way.

I was given the introspection I needed to adapt into who I truly needed to be, free of expectation and doubt.

Sometimes all you need is to drive with the windows down.