I moved to fifteen different schools and lived in fifty different houses going back and forth from Africa to the Philippines, Thailand, India, Korea, and Canada. My Mom is an alcoholic and alternated every year to two years to being scared she would lose my Dad who worked overseas, to missing home too much to stay away. I thought I would magically become more popular, less troubled, with each move. Things have changed later in my life, I didn't move, but I took some chances on different things. I let myself be as different, weird, out there, and as vulnerable as I want to be. I'm taking good chances, there is a whole world to be discovered of fun silly things that I was too worried about trying to be a winner to try before.