On Becoming a Better Man, Human, and Father

CategoryLife Lessons

“Screw College! I’ll Be An Artist”


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...

I hate my father


I hate my father. On most days, I just can't understand him. On other days I can't stand him. Today is much worse, and I have to get to school.

Let me explain. It's my responsibility to get the trash to the front of the house every Monday and Thursday morning for the trashmen to pick up. It's a simple job except for the fact that the neighborhood cats and dogs rip the bags every time.

On Becoming a Better Man, Human, and Father