99-2000, True Freshman Year wfuniversity #tbt On the balcony of a wfuniversity dormitory, third floor, 92 degrees. Sweat pouring down my back like a rush of white waters from Niagara Falls. Deb (a custodian at The University) braids my hair on a Tuesday afternoon. Through the speakers in my dorm windows... blast the sweet & classical sounds of Jay-z’s “Life & Times of Shawn Carter Volume 3” followed by Juvenile’s “400 Degrees”. Collegiate Hours... Those were the days, It comes & go so fast! At this point of my life, I had one mission... to make it to the nfl in the next two years. As Deb braids my hair, the conversation flows about the dreams & aspirations of the mission. The process... preparation & execution. Fast forward... Unfortunately that mission was shattered... do to a devastating injury, which (later in life) birthed other opportunities (including the entrance to the world of entrepreneurship). One thing about life, it is unpredictable. Sometimes we are hit unexpectedly, ca...