It's Been Real, Walter
A Letter to my Inner-Self Critic
HAPPY TUESDAY, F-WORDERS! As I completed my thirty-fourth trip around the sun on Sunday (that means I’m 34 now, people) and embark on my 35th, I am using this time as an opportunity for reflection and am taking the proverbial red pen to my own life. I’m talking making deep, deep cuts to what no longer serves me. In other words, some things I carried int…