I Enjoy the Ride

For the longest time, I was unable to sit still or pay attention in school.

From kindergarten until high school, there wasn’t a day that I wasn’t thrown out of class at least once.

I loved acting up and drawing negative attention to myself. For some reason that was easier and more fun than actually learning to socialize or pay attention.

No matter what I just wasn’t interested in what they taught. I viewed the whole thing as a joke.

They put me in special ed classes. I knew I didn’t belong there but I didn’t care. It was less work that way.

The few years after I finished high school, I was a bit of a drift. I still didn’t know what I wanted and I still didn’t care.

Then one day, this energy awoke inside of me. I started to crave knowledge and began teaching myself everything I could.

It was play, not work. I enjoyed learning because I wanted to, not because I was forced to.

I suddenly found this fire inside of me that drove me to create and communicate.

That fire has never left and it’s still here till this day.

I still can’t define it. I don’t know where it’ll lead me. But it’s been one hell of a ride so far, so I’m excited to see where it takes me.