Growing up well protected, I developed into a lazy pot smoker during my high school graduation. I began my studies with no goal in mind. The most important thing for me was to get away from the province and do my own thing. Until I was 23 years old, I didn’t care what would happen tomorrow, whether I would make it through my studies or what was happening in the world.
Beginning this blog is like it was for any other exciting new project I ever started. I know the goal but the path to reach it lays under a thick fog screaming at me to better stop.
Starting an unknown journey from scratch is by far the scariest part. It seems nearly impossible to find a good starting point because my monkey mind is going haywire. The daunting voice in my head is busy finding things that could go wrong or reasons why I’m not qualified enough to talk about the things that I am interested in. Let alone talking about them not in my native tongue (german) but in english?
Forget about it.