A decade ago I made a list of 100 things I wanted to do in life. I'm reviewing it now …
Why do I care how I look? Why do I care about anything?
Travel makes it a little trickier than usual to balance work and play, input and output, reception and generation.
I reflect on the past two years of working full-time, from home, as a writer and artist.
At 30, I revisit the life list I made 3 years ago.
Turns out I'm a Scanner!
It's okay! It's okay.