“You belong in Hollywood,” he said.

“Excuse me?”

He repeated it and whipped out his card, handed it to me and walked away.

I’ve heard of it happening to 18 year olds but me?

Hell, I’ll take that complement if it was one and try and hit him up for a job. Let’s just hope it’s not porno.

That was the tail end of my Texas trip…the last week has been a tornado…literally.

It was incredible to see my family again without a funeral involved.

I forget sometimes how much I love them and miss them.

I also forgot how my mom hugs me until she almost cries and then watches me walk through security and towards my gate until we can’t see each other anymore.

I love her so much.