It was 2010. I’d just completed my undergrad degree. The world before me, ripe with opportunity. I thought of all the places I’d go. The ones I’d wanted to escape to. The ones I’d imagined many times, finding solace, with mountains and wilderness. I thought of the life I could have, how I could reinvent myself. That’s when it hit me: I was running. And the things I was running from were things I’d have to work to change regardless of where I call home. Perhaps sometimes, the most meaningful way to reinvent yourself is the most public, before the people who are most familiar with you.