Transition year, somewhere between Sarasota and Cincinnati. I’m pretty sure I quit the trumpet and the aspiration to be a music major, switched to accounting (!), and basically gave up on college for a while. Talk about aimless.
Transition year, somewhere between Sarasota and Cincinnati. I’m pretty sure I quit the trumpet and the aspiration to be a music major, switched to accounting (!), and basically gave up on college for a while. Talk about aimless.