I HAD ALREADY BEGUN a deeper process of questioning everything, including my place in the world, beyond the suffocating confines of my college life in Sacramento. It was as if the winds of excitement just sort of blew right over it like a wasteland. Nothing magical, nothing exciting ever seemed to happen there—at least not to me. Especially after my breakup. I needed an escape from the sleepy college town where my social life had become a bit like walking a tightrope between Black and White worlds. In some ways, I felt stuck in a place I didn’t belong. I knew there was more—more to see, more
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