As a kid I once rescued an Iguana and bestowed him the name Clarence. I would walk everywhere with him on my head, nestled within the long strands of my 90's bowl cut hair.
My love of animals led me to study to save them,
but in an odd cosmic turn-of-fate, I'm now pivoting to saving sentences.
They too seem to ride around, stuck to the top of my head.
Here is me finishing my exotic animal rotation at Blue Pearl. Excuse the disheveled look, I had successfully managed to hold down a screaming Macaw a few minutes prior.