Running With the Wild Horses
Recently, I had someone ask why I’m planning to move to the United Kingdom. Their sheer, morbid curiosity was very clear. It was also obvious that they would never dare such a venture, content to cower behind walls of comfort they built for themselves all their lives. My answer? I’m a wall-climber. I chip away at sections until I get fruitful results. I tear them down brick by brick. To assume I have no comfort zone is silly. I just have a strange drive to test that comfort zone and see how far I can go. Reckless? No, not really.


