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For my deep-thinkers, who are full of dreams, thoughts and big ideas.

November 15, 2018

There’s a man sitting adjacent to me wearing a very dapper, British-inspired outfit consisting of different tones of khaki and light brown. He wears a tweed blazer, has a Super Bowl-sized ring on his right hand, and holds a cup of coffee whilst reading an actual newspaper. The New York Post it turns out. 

The woman sitting next to me is either crazy or speaking into headphones I can’t see, as every few minutes she says somethin...

March 4, 2018

I don’t like New York City. I don’t love it either, just in case you thought that’s where I was going with that.

New York City is a strange, smelly, dangerous, opportunity-filled place. This first time I came to New York, I was 17 and pretty sure I didn’t want to live here. Now, on my second trip to New York at 22, I’m pretty sure I’ll have to live here to have the career I’d like to have. Don’t get me wrong New York has its go...

July 30, 2017

I once stood on top of a Scottish mountain. It would be cliché to say that I felt like I could see the world, but really I felt like I could see everything of importance, everything that mattered to me in that moment. The memory is somewhat foggy now, but I remember being on top of this relatively short mountain overlooking Loch Lomond in the Highlands. And I remember taking it all in. Looking out at the water and seeing the e...

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