So, im finally getting settled into my new place, learning my way around, and started school this week. It seems like a crazy, long road to get here with so many people and events along the way slowly directing me toward The New School and NYC. Five years ago I was taking med school requirements and just starting to work in the emergency room at Torrance Memorial. Its crazy to think that right now I'd be in med school and a very different person if I hadn't met certain people, read certain books, or if i had just simply ignored, like most people, the crazy shit going on in our world today.
On a different note, Brooklyn is dope for sure. Any of the homies I'm sure will love it out here and I hope you all come visit at some point. Please believe though that in the midst of all the mad parties, music, bars and hip scene out here in Williamsburg, I will not forget why I am here. I was reminded as my sister and her husband drove me into town from Jersey and we drove past the above mural shortly after entering Brooklyn...This is about the revolution.
