Ten years ago this month, I did one of the craziest, scariest things I had ever done. I was 30 years old at the time, working as a medical social worker. I loved being a social worker, but my heart began to grow restless and my profession no longer fit who I was, and who I was becoming. I wanted to be a working artist. And so, I made three simple (but huge + scary in my mind) moves that had a ripple effect I could have never anticipated. The moves I made? 1) I went to irs.gov and...
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