If you haven't figured by now, I am a mess.
Like everyone else, I try to chase some sort of a dream. In it, I am a cool, world-traveling artist and adventurer...
The reality is that every freakin day, life shows up at the door and kicks my ass
The good news is that I haven't given up. I've been going at it for the past 8 years now.
Some suggested that I share my hustle/journey/crash-tests with you as a part of my blog, so that perhaps, I can share my ridiculous tricks, and perhaps, learn something from you.
I'll be writing about it bit by bit below...if you like to hear about it and have a laugh, then be my guest, subscribe below.
When I was a kid, I hated school.
There were two kinds of kids: the ones who had this story of who they were going to be, and they would do it like champions (be it a doctor, an athlete, an artist) and then there was me. Clueless.
I was 12, holding up a large “Flirting for Dummies” book while standing in the middle of the bookstore. My head hurt. I had never pushed so hard to comprehend something as if my life depended on it. I needed to get ready for…
I had arrived in Saigon with a bus and I was sitting in the hostel lobby thinking of what to do. not even 5 minutes had passed and I hear "Iman!"
We cannot see our reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see.
Bruce Mau, blew my mind.
About 3.5 months ago, I did what I had been thinking about for the longest while. I ran away...