The beautiful thing about change is being able to reflect on what you were before. Those moments of reflection are beautiful. Sometimes happening when hearing an old phrase, reflecting on a memory, or with a decision you made today that you wouldn’t have a year ago.

Give me hand sanitizer and toilet paper and I can conquer the world. Go anywhere. Do anything.

The VIP sleeper bus, or better known as a modern day torture device, dropped us off at a hostel in Minh Kai Vietnam at 2:30 am. After tracking down my suitecase that had mysteriously vanished from the storage compartment of the bus, a few hours of precious sleep where had. The next day the hostel…

If I had to choose breakfast or sleep after no sleep, I’d choose sleep. If I had to choose $100 or sleep after no sleep, I’d choose sleep. If I had to choose not eating In-N-Out for a year or sleep after no sleep, I’d choose sleep. Is this what parenting is like?

When you experience something new, what do you learn about yourself? A preconceived notion that’s obliterated? A new taste that’s discovered.