I've been thinking about changes, and who I was this time last year. I know I was a lot more afraid, and I know I am not the same person anymore. This time last year I was waiting on a call that I knew was never going to come. And now, I am making the call. I don't know exactly when I changed, or how, but I know at some point, between cutting my strings, escaping my cage, and building my wings, I set myself free.