Thirty two is mere fractions of a lifetime but of  lifetime that I have lived. Though considered young, I am wise beyond my years. My life is painted with all the colors of the spectrum. Bright splashes of love, success, and faith stretched between somber hues of heartbreak and failure.

Lessons can only be learned by provisional errors. My errors are quite substantial, continually adding bricks upon the wall I've fought to bring down.

 Brick by Brick. One by one they all fall down.