It’s crazy man. It was just yesterday my cousin was leaving for college and I opened up the bathroom drawer to find his old clippers he left behind. It was just yesterday he was packing up his stuff and I asked him for a last haircut wondering who was going to cut my hair from now on. It was just yesterday I started shaving my head with that #2 on the Conairs tapering it up with that Andis Styliner II with a short guard lining myself up. It was just yesterday, Ross was the first person I’ve ever cut in my backyard in 6th grade. It was just yesterday cutting up a few folks for $5 saving up for new earphones because my earphones would blow up every month. It was just yesterday moving up to some Wahl Taper 2000s on some ghetto taper shit barely learning how to blend. It was just yesterday cutting up some more folks in 8th grade starting to like cutting hair. It was just yesterday cutting hair around and biking around the city just to cut some folks hair. It was just yesterday saving up hella money to cop me some Andis Masters and taking this barber thing a bit more seriously because it was just yesterday when I was seeing that this was an art. It was just yesterday chillin in Sunny’s garage with he and Tecson as they put me on game and tell me to be about my business and do something about this barber hustle keeping me away from slangin tree. It was just yesterday getting hit by the 18 wheeler and almost leaving this world forever. It was just yesterday Alex tried to get cut up and I only had one hand to cut but I had to do what I had to do and pulled it off. It was just yesterday I spent the whole summer cutting up and learning what being a barber is about. It was just yesterday I reassessed my life and decided to pursue a barber career instead of being a graphic designer. It was just yesterday I finally made something out of nothing and bought myself a great set of clippers and some turntables after years of dreaming. It was just last week I knew I had to better my craft and commit to walking this barber path and visited my future barber college in South City. That was last week, 6 years later. It’s crazy how that story unfolds. I didn’t even want to be a barber at first. I wasn’t even meant to take this barber thing this serious but things happened the way they did and they will unfold the way it should. I’m excited, really looking forward to not just finally leaving high school, I’m excited on finally earning the title of being a BARBER. In retrospect I’ve been set up to become a barber yet I find it crazy how I feel at the same time, I’ve been set up to think twice upon it. Most of my fams don’t support me being a barber and are afraid I won’t be able to make it as a barber and raise a family, yet I’m still here trying to excel, trying to move forward. I’ve learned way too many things behind that chair, being in that chair. Getting cut up by folks, cutting up folks. It’s a crazy experience and being a barber shaped who I am today and yo, check this out… it’s still only the beginning. I’ve got seven months and I’m out walking on the road toward my dreams. I’m thankful for those who support my profession and told me to keep moving forward. I’m thankful for those who made me get up every time I fell. Growing up around folks who don’t support what I want to do hearing it every day gets to a mufucka. I wouldn’t have made it this far without yall and know that in seven months, I’m going to take this further. Shouts out to all the barbers out there doing work!