I'm vague. Impromptu. Hysterical (not in a literal sense). And speak fluent gibberish. I also look for the meaning of life in a cookie jar. I often get told I should write a book. Or tell someone who cares. I'll get around to it. For now, this is a taste of what lies ahead. Calm yourselves.
…the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking. Don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.
