Twenty-year-old me would be aghast
Oh, just look at me. Not yet 20 and in my first year of journalism school. Twenty-year-old me dreamed of being a journalist, reporting from far-off lands, the wind whipping through my tousled hair as I did my stand up from the current international hotspot. Yeah, I wanted to be Christiane Amanpour. The fact is current-aged me couldn’t… Read More »