Ispent the first year of my life in the forgettable state of South Dakota, a place people know for a few things: farming, Mount Rushmore, Native-American history and snow. South Dakota is, in all meanings...

I awoke to the sun breaking through my blinds, pressing against my eyelids and casting a red glow onto my retinas. I sighed and supposed that, with the timing and angle of the sun, something must want...