“We are all ordinary. We are all boring. We are all spectacular. We are all shy. We are all bold. We are all heroes. We are all helpless. It just depends on the day.” — Brad Meltzer

The biggest problem people have is their belief that they shouldn’t have problems. They have this strange idealism that forces them to believe in fairy tales that can barely exist on paper, let alone in the real world.

Thus, hell is not a place, but rather a feeling you carry around with you. The sense of “not quite.” The bitter feeling of “almost” that fills up your days.

The idea that you are stuck on the fifth chapter of your story and can’t write a single sentence anymore. Your main character does not know he’s the hero yet. He’s yet to figure himself out, has yet to understand his greater purpose.

To most people, it’s as if some part of their soul is missing, and what’s left is condemned to forever miss that part. Continue reading →

“Never regret thy fall,
O Icarus of the fearless flight
For the greatest tragedy of them all
Is never to feel the burning light.”

― Oscar Wilde

Staying too close to the ground. Being afraid of the fall to such an extent that you never even spread your wings and fly. The lies you tell yourself, the life you have to live because of those lies.

It’s pathetic, is it not? All the excuses, no matter how valid. It’s pathetic to be envious of other people’s success, to be ignorant to the point of trying to find some external factors as to why you can’t do it and they can.

It’s heartbreaking. Continue reading →

“Every great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember, you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world.” – Harriett Tubman

My father would always jokingly (or maybe not) ask me how do you call those who have a lot of ideas? I’d say “idealists” and he’d start laughing and say “idiots.”

I have always dreamed big, I have always imagined myself reaching for the stars.

When I was six years old, I’d dream that one day I’d travel to the US, change my name to Chris Packlem, and become the richest man in the world. I’d own all the world’s largest companies, and have an assistant by the name of John. I had absolutely no idea how that was going to happen, and I thought that I’d start by opening a grocery store somewhere in my twenties and then things would take off. But I had no doubt about it. Continue reading →