January 2011: I Turn 20 and Something in My Brain Snaps Into Perfect Alignment”

There are birthdays where nothing happens.

And then there are birthdays where the tectonic plates shift.

Turning 20 felt like someone plugged my brain into a generator.

Suddenly, I could see the future architecture of my life in crisp resolution — and New York was not in it.

Security was.

Autonomy was.

A home was.

The desire was so surgically precise it bordered on prophetic.