Get To Know Me A Little

EVER SINCE I WAS YOUNG, I TALKED TO EVERYONE — AND PEOPLE TALKED TO ME.

AND I LISTENED.

A FRIEND ONCE NICKNAMED ME THE “VAULT” BECAUSE I WAS THE CONFIDANT AND KEEPER OF SO MANY PEOPLES’ SECRETS.

AND WEIRDLY BUT WONDERFULLY, STRANGERS ON AIRPLANES AND TAXI DRIVERS AND BABYSITTERS AND PEOPLE AT FRONT DESKS SEEM TO TELL ME THEIR LIFE STORIES.

PERHAPS IT WAS a voracious consumption OF SELF-HELP BOOKS FROM AN EARLY AGE, THE CHOICE OF PSYCHOLOGY AS COLLEGE MAJOR, OR A PSYCHIATRIST FATHER, BUT FOUNDING “REDIRECT TRUE NORTH” WAS LIKELY INEVITABLE.