Ich bin ganz alleine in meiner Wohnung. Ich koche Essen alleine, bete alleine, gucke TV-Serien alleine, und mache alles anders alleine. Es stört mich aber nicht alleine zu sein. Auf diese Weise kann ich mich wirklich auf mich selbst konzentrieren.

Research is a serious thing. Design is a serious thing. Life is a serious thing. But what good is any of it if you don’t love doing it? If you don’t enjoy practicing or living it? If you don’t show the fun in any of it? It can be so easy to get bogged down in the details, the seriousness of the task.

When is the right time to share work? I’ve struggled with this concept in the past, both as a designer and writer. Many blog posts and books have probably been written about this, I am sure. But nothing has resonated with me until I began asking myself: how present am I?

As a 6 or 7 year old, I remember a relative pointing at a burning campfire and saying: "If you're not a good boy, you'll burn in there forever." I used to think God was a mean, punishing power. That if I cussed or didn't honor my parents or wore shorts above the knee (seriously!) I'd burn in hell for eternity.