This blog's for ME

Almost 25 years old, asking my parents if I can sleep in their bed with them. I had thought I was going to be the 25th Prime Minister of Canada. Things had changed. 10 years later, I was still a scared little boy. The time had come to slap myself awake. One Saturday morning, November 19th, 2009, I declared to the world I would be riding my 10 year-old motorcycle from Vancouver, BC Canada to Rio de Janeiro, Brasil, and back.

The official departure was August 28th, 2010. A group of well-wishers saw me off at 8:03 am.

I arrived in Rio de Janeiro around 6 pm March 1st, 2011.

My return to Vancouver came on July 5th, 2011 about 2:00 pm.

Drug & alcohol abuse, ADD, social anxiety, health, chronic pain, night terrors.

So many concerns. But I am far more interested in this question: Do I have the capacity to make this trip despite all my shortcomings?

My mission: To inspire myself to face my fears, enlighten myself on how all living things can peacefully co-exist, enjoy every moment, and see the world as plentiful and generous.

Go ahead. Call me crazy. Call me anything you like.

I'm out to save my world.


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First Impressions

How is being a social chameleon going? Dad and I have been having conversations about how to act around people. He has been thinking I say too much sometimes and that people don't really want to hear about specifics, and details when you first meet them. I think he's right even though I was angry at first that people don't immediately open up, as well as stay receptive to others. The most successful social beast must play the game of niceties, and above all else, keep things hidden and secret. Dad made an interesting point about Simon Cowell, American Idol Producer and character. He doesn't think that his personality is even close to what he shows on tv. He thinks it's all an act that he created, and found out it seems to work out there. By work, I mean makes money.

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