Drop Kicked By Times Square
In this episode, I share my first New Year's Eve being alone. The night of all nights, that drips in HOPE, but not for me. All I wanted to do was drop kick the ball in Times Square. It was a night that I barely squeaked through. But in the end, I rose to live another day. Support the show (https://www.paypal.com/biz/fund?id=4CHP888U85CTY)
