Mucho gusto me llamo Shann♥n

It all started back in the golden year of 1989’… Hospital emergency rooms treated 46020 cocaine users, Monopoly was banned in Cuba, the Earthquake took out San Francisco... Somewhere in-between all that I was taking my first steps. way back like a year ago I woke up with an unexplainable erg to take a trip. Something was killing me inside to just get out of this town, so I left. Turns out my attempt for getting lost wove me all through Sac. an to Folsum lake, just as the sun was setting. Crazy as it sounds this changed my life… when people ask what I plan on doing with my future I never know what to say. I figured out that day that I don’t necessarily need a plan or directions to take myself somewhere amazing. It’s as easy to get lost as it is to be found.