I’m a believer in going after the things you want.

Something that comes up again and again for the crowd that went the traditional route: go to school, go to University, get your first job, is that a feeling that one days hits you of “oh shit” I actually need to make things happen for myself.

Which seems obvious I guess, we are after all masters of our own destiny.

Coming from such highly structured environment after years of well planned seasons, broken down by semesters, upcoming projects, that next promotion, many of us were unequipped to handle the curve balls or the brain bursting questions of “are we actually happy. Are  we doing what we WANT or doing what we think we should?”

I’ve met so many people who tell me “I could never do what you do.” They work 9-5 in a job, any job because it is a job and everyone knows you need to get a job. JOBJOBJOB. JOooooooOoB.


I sound like a crazy person, someone with an elaborate story to tell when I meet a new person and we delve into where my parents are (Thailand, West Australia/France) where my siblings are (British Columbia, West Australia) where I grew up (Hong Kong, Malaysia, Australia), where I’ve been in the last 12 months and where I plan to be in the next 12 months.

I’m grateful my parents have been as transient as they have (although I don’t like being responsible for my own birth certificate and other important documents…have you met me?). My parents have taught me that you have to go after what you want, live where you want to live, and find your own happiness. Too many people think that there is a “right way” to live your life, and yet more and more we see people embracing the changing working week, the digi-nomad culture, and the opportunity to live overseas.

It’s easy to pontificate from my couch that: if you have a goal, you should just GO FOR IT! It’s easy for someone else to preach it, and quite another to be the one who has to do it. What about failure?

Necessity breeds opportunity: sometimes you have to just keep walking towards what you want until you reach it, or you can’t walk anymore.

But if you never go, you’ll never know.


The feeling of meh is not a good place to be.

There is absolutely nothing special about me that means I can do something and you cannot. It’s about mindset, and my mindset has always been, “I bet there’s a greener bit of grass over on that other side of that enormous impossible mountain.”

If you want to work at saving the rainforest, then what the fuck are you doing sitting at a desk in Downtown Toronto at a mining company? I know you have student loans and car payments… but do you think the rainforest is going to suddenly grown out of the pavement at Union station?

There is always going to be more money to make, or more responsibility to take on. It just seems like you pick up more baggage along the way as you age.

So if you’re feeling stuck at the end of every day, if the paychecks stop being worth it and the routine makes you feel like you’re spinning deeper and deeper into the mud… then just do it. Go after the thing you want.

Failure means you tried. And Failure is a mindset, right? You just might have a door slammed in your face, only to find a whole other corridor of options.