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How I Got Here — All About Banani
Is it odd that I hesitated to write this because I really cannot fathom who would be interested in knowing anything about my life?
Probably not. I’m sure many of you have thought the same about yourselves. Recently, I stumbled across someone’s random life story and found myself engrossed in a way I had not expected.
See, before that story, I avoided reading “about me” pieces because I (very unfairly) assumed that it would be a difficult read. Since joining Medium, though, I’ve found myself obsessed with reading on here and this gentleman’s story simply captivated my interest. We are such diverse humans, experiencing and living such unique lives, why shouldn’t we share those with others? I love diving into other lives for just a moment. Sometimes I need a break from mine.
Thus, I present to you an unsolicited life story of the self-proclaimed writer, Dani Banani.
I was born in Indiana in 1987 where I spent the majority of my childhood growing up on an old farm. We had a barn, “the shop” which held tools and equipment that could fix the tractors, a large three car garage that my adopted father had built, a shed, and enormous yards with a forest…