When I first started in my chosen industry, I didn’t know who I was. This much is obvious, from the way I flitted about. From one thing to the next, taking on any opportunity that felt like it would lead me closer to my dreams - even if those weren’t so clear either. A punk band here, a guitar lesson there.. my heart had always said that music was my calling, but my brain wasn’t quite putting the pieces together. I didn’t have an identity. I didn’t know how to define myself.

It’s a coming of age story, for sure, when you have to figure out who you are - and do it on purpose. But accepting that person, and stepping into that power.. that’s an entirely different one.