I was speaking to a friend the other day when it hit me: All twenty five years of my existence, I have spent waiting. I have spent waiting for the storm to pass, for the rain to drop, for the night and for the day. I have been waiting for people to step-up, for people to do the right thing. I have waited long enough. I AM DONE.

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