You’re going to see a lot of “about” sections with an adorable childhood photo or a posed pic in front of a neon wall.
Not here, amigo.
This is me in the throes of prepubescence. The only reason I have this photo is because at some point I ripped it out of our family photo album from embarrassment.
Now however, I see it for what it really is —a true snapshot into who I am. So I figured it deserved its own album.
I may not sport a dramatically stacked bob or insect-patterned shirts anymore. But you can bet I’m still down to dig around in the dirt, throw out a ton of lines, and keep working until I reel in something I'm shit-eating-I-just-caught-the-biggest-bass-in-the-pond grin proud of.