As a student, I had more time on my hands than previous years of schooling when we first went into isolation. It made me stop and think about where I was heading and what find of woman I was becoming. I had less of a demanding checklist from others. In turn, I used that time to peel back layers of myself and find out what layers I wanted and what layers were being put on me without realizing. I don’t want life to happen to me. This drawing shouted to me this call to internal reflection—who am I? Who do I want to be?