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Evolving was something I needed to do. If I was serious about moving to LA—serious about Venice Beach, about the art, about chasing the west coast sun instead of just daydreaming about it—then I had to quit talking and start doing. And the art pulling me west wasn’t just about acting, drawing, or painting. It was storytelling. Becoming somebody that people thought I wouldn’ …

To me, back then, this was living large.Of course, it wasn’t. But at twenty, I thought I was sitting pretty. I’d pull up to my apartment in my 2000 Cadillac STS—24” Giovanni rims catching the last of the Kentucky sun, a 15” drop-down TV hanging from the ceiling like some futuristic spaceship screen. Just sitting there. Engine humming. Smoke from a blunt curling slow o …

Summer was in full effect. The country boys were deep in their next harvest, and I was stacking money like never before. I was 20 years old, turning 21, and for the first time in my life, I felt ahead. No more struggling to eat. No more counting dollars at the gas pump. No more holding my breath every time my busted car hit a pothole, praying it wouldn’t break down. For the first time, money …

I kept making those drives to the country boys through the Kentucky backroads—trip after trip—until August hit, and the quality began to drop. That’s the nature of outdoor. Outdoor, my favorite bud. Nothing like an organic outdoor grow. Mother Nature at her best, but at this time the harvest was coming to a close. Even the best plugs run dry eventually. The flower starts to feel …