You attend the funeral, you bid farewell. You grieve. Then you continue with your life. And at times, the fact of her absence will hit you like a blow to the chest, and you will weep. But this will happen less and less as time goes on. She is dead. You are alive. So live.
And so my realization about adulthood was this: The power of choice. My decisions and actions brought me here, but decisions and actions could also set me free.
All our favorite films and books are telling us the same thing: Safety is not what you were made for.
My father says that almost the whole world is asleep — everybody you know, everybody you see, everybody you talk to. He says that only a few people are awake and they live in a state of constant total amazement.
Move me. Be passionate about what you do and who you are. Live in a state of constant amazement. Life is simply too short to do anything else.
Keep on supporting dreams. The dreamers appreciate it.
Paperhaus reached their goal and I’m legitimately the happiest. This year is one of change—or initiative, of fighting inertia, making moves, and hoping to find ourselves along the way. Change is scary, dreaming is fragile, but staying still is more terrifying than anything.
A good friend taught me about the importance of bold moves. Here’s to that.