This photo is really, really important. Why? Well, that’s my mom, first off. That deserves a novel in itself. Secondly, this is the moment—just moments before I left my home country to discover the same planet we all survive off of. This photo was taken out of desperation. I was intoxicated with excitement but my mom was nervous and crying. She was sending her youngest off at the Denver International Airport in early morning hours on December 4, 2010. I uploaded and captioned the photo with “brb, mom (:” and she commented the next day, “Yes, it will go fast…” It did. That was over 2 years ago.
Since that moment, I have traveled through and explored the sunny east coast, and northern confusion of Australia, the peaceful rice fields and tourist hells of Bali, the Indian-influenced food and Islamic-infused Malaysia, the chocking air in the south, peaceful temples, fresh raw foods and unconditional love of elephants in northern Thailand, the cut-throat air, bus rides, and vicious yet noble strength of Nepal, the dry land and sickening wealth of Dubai, the pure history of Turkey, the respect of the Royal family and art of the United Kingdom, the tapas and genuine friendship of Spain, the island wine, long forest runs, clear-blue Adriatic sea and beautiful souls of Croatia, and the originality and randomness of Iceland – in addition to several community-driven United states. Now, ironically, I’m back in the place where it all began—Denver, Colorado. An adrenaline pumping, craft brew drinking, dog-friendly, family and friend-filled city. Grateful is an understatement. I want to live my life as if no one is watching, and as if everyone is watching. This year is no different. Work hard, love more, and Embrace the Adventure! Go nuts, friends. Let’s not be afraid of death—by living life.