In 1997 I woke up one morning. I was suffering severe depression all through my 20s. I was 33 at this point. I went to bed one night, I was so desperate, ready to fuck everything up. I had completely disengaged myself from any kind of organized religion, but that night I prayed nonetheless, for any sign, anything at all. I didn't dream a thing. I woke up and — you know if you stare at a neon light and close your eyes you still see it, like a halo? I woke up and there was a neon sign that said "Kansas." There's my answer, and you don't deny it when you asked for it. Knew a little bit about Kansas, my ancestors had settled there on both sides of my family. My wife got up and I asked her if we could move to Kansas and start over. She said "Give me a couple hours to think about it." I started packing that day. Gave my notice at my job, sold the house in nine days and moved to Kansas.
After one year there, my wife said "It's time for you to go to college." At 34 I was a freshman in college. A year after that I ended up in a 3-D design class and that was the first time in my life that I got permission to make anything I wanted and there was a name for it, and it was Art.
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