Not to brag, but…
I can finally touch my toes.
While in yoga class, I just magically reached, and there were my little piggies within my reach.
I’ve never been able to touch them even when I was a young, spry fellow.
There are days when it seems like you can’t catch a break. Today was that day for me. Good thing there’s always tomorrow. Tomorrow is still on deck, right?
Years ago, I had a friend ask me at dinner: "You've only been sitting for 2 minutes, and you already chose your meal. WTF! How?"
It was late. I was tired and hungry. We had just wrapped up a full day of training at a dance festival. I had no energy to waste.
"Simple," I told her, "I just picked the first thing that looked delicious. And voila."
As an immigrant kid with almost no English skills, my pencil and paper allowed me to create a world where all the characters spoke my language. In my mind, I found refuge. An old friend told me he had to drag me out of the house to play. As the years passed, I mastered the English language and continued developing my drawing chops. I imagine I must have put in thousands of hours. Then I...