Sitting at the computer inside my home in Long Island, I looked outside into the lush green backyard.
It was raining this particular day and I was writing a letter to try and get colleges to accept me into their business school.
I chose marketing because I saw myself up on stage, speaking in front of thousands of people.
Skip to the next couple of years, living in the dorms at Arizona State University, and then a 4-bedroom apartment with three other guys. I learned a lot about myself.
I learned the beauty of love. I also learned the act of surrender.
Having met Ana through mutual friends, we would spend countless nights together at the library.
I remember the first time we held hands. We walked through the campus and I dropped her off at her class.
I remember the fate of our relationship when sitting in her car one night, with the words, "we're only friends," floating into the air and vanishing like yesterday’s rain lying on the concrete being pierced by the heat of the sun.