When I graduated from high school, the only thing I knew for certain, was that I really loved art.  I researched colleges all over the country.  I secretly had my heart set on one down in Georgia.  Those dreams came to a halt when I realized the difference in expense for an out-of-state college paired with my mother’s intense desire for me to remain close by.  Ultimately I was accepted into UNC Charlotte, only about an hour away from my home town.  The summer before college began I was a whirl wind of nervous energy.  I had no idea where I would end up or what I would do there.

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