It took me all four years of college and a few months wandering through Europe to figure out it was time to enroll in the University of Ifer. A few hundred bucks and a wasted visa later, I was back at home in Los Angeles, once again living with my parents, who I like to refer to as my very kind “Roomies” who don’t make me pay rent. This blog is my attempt to share how I realized I could take education off of that pedestal, find my library card, and continue to educate myself. Who needs that piece of paper in some fancy leather binding? After all, my bachelor’s degree is collecting dust on a shelf somewhere.
