So, I woke up on my birthday and frowned because the realization of turning 35 smack me in the face, similar to how you would smack a dog with rolled up news paper. My frown turned into a pouty face because I also realized that I am in my middle 30's and I have not yet began chasing my dreams. For as long as I can remember I have wanted to be an author and show the world that I can take all the negatives and turn them into twice as many positives.