Shit I’ve learned about myself, 34th Edition
The biggest revelation of 34 has been this: I have no fucking clue what I want in life.
The biggest revelation of 34 has been this: I have no fucking clue what I want in life.
The first time I heard about meditation, I wanted to throw up. Though I’m sure that had more to do with the shots of Jameson from the night before. I was sat in a cab with the CEO of the PR agency I worked at, on our way to give a presentation to a room […]