I went to college at Florida A&M University, in Tallahassee, Florida. I enjoyed myself. I majored in business because I thought I should carry a briefcase like my parents did. I’ve never owned a briefcase. I partied and traveled. I studied a little too. I met friends that would become life long friends.
After college, I moved to Dallas, Texas. For no real good reason. Except that I didn’t have a job yet, and thought I could find one in the DFW metroplex. And I had an older cousin who lived here, so I thought I could stay with her. I found a job rather quickly. Then a much better job a year later. I still work for that company today.
I’ve made good friends in Dallas. One of my college roommates eventually moved here and that was great. I went to brunches, lunches and dinners. I went to professional sporting events, parties and concerts. Then weddings and baby showers. I traveled a lot and dated a lot. I bought my first house, cars, and went to graduate school. I changed jobs, within my company, too. Life was good. For the most part.