This is me, my place and I.
I usually decorate new spaces with gas piping, concrete and bicycles, with emphasis placed on function and aesthetic over comfort and hospitality. But not here, not now.
I’ve shown up at this moment in time to share my story; of victory and concussion, injury and celebration, and how to fall and get back up again. I’ve decided ‘up’ is in my mind, and falling can be exciting. The trick is to embrace it as you do life: with all its overt flaws and hidden gems. Don’t shirk away, shrug and say I’ll be back another day when the pain has gone. No, that’s not the point.
Open your arms wide and show up with a big fat grin – I’M FUCKING HERE! – and say let’s do this thing. Life’s gone in the blink of an eye. I’m going to take what I can from it- love, hate, anger, rebellion, sadness, jealousy, ecstasy, and joy. I want it all, baby.
It’s in this light I am going to share my journey with you.
At no point do I want sympathy. Sympathy sinks ships, while love and understanding can lift them to the tops of mountains. Not that we want ships up there, but you know. What I share with you I want you to learn from, about yourself and the world, and I also want you to laugh and cry and take it on the road with you to achieve your dreams. Sometimes things are hard, sometimes things are simple and easy. It took me a while to realize this, but that’s just life. This is why we’re here. Struggles make us learn and make the good moments even better.
So, here we are, right at this moment trying our best to navigate the unseen future. Be here. Be here with me to share this experience, the good shit with the bad, because it will be over in a jiffy, and we all want to have had fun along the way.
With that said, welcome to my blog. I’m honored you’re here to dream it real with me, whatever your ‘it’ may be.