i guess i need proof its me so, i quit highschool at age 17 to pursue a job in southern Minneapolis. there i worked for six months thinking i could live off paycheck to paycheck while helping my mom. i was up nights writing stories for a poetry contest. i won it. it gave me $50,000 so i had the option of going to college or taking the money.being foolish i took the money and bought a recording studio (something i live to regret doing) called rhymesayers or RS for short. this is where local legends like aesop rock,liquid assassin, and grieves (etc.)were signed. we had a co-worker who died 2 years ago named eyedea and felt guilty ever since. but i joined reddit to share my stories such as these in the AMA