Believe in the impossible

I did the thing.

I gave a talk.

I talked about Amanda Palmer and The Fraud Police, Making Good Art and appropriated a life lesson from Alice in Wonderland. I think I may have inspired a few folk. (I hope)

The thing I talked about was my life and how because I learned enough little things big things started colliding and happening. I told stories I didn’t mean to. I talked about my last term and my mother’s death. It’s something that completely changed the trajectory of my life, but I always feel like I’m in a game of ‘my life is worse’ or ‘look what i’ve overcome’ whenever I bring it up (among other events). It’s like weird bragging rights. But the story was pertinent. I didn’t mean to bring up being from a poor-ish house and helping pay the bills. But it was pertinent. And I wasn’t telling the story to feel better or brag. I told it to illustrate a point, that you didn’t need to have money or come from money to do big things with your life, you just have to know how to prioritize and use it to your advantage.

My life is a series of improbable and at one point or another impossible things. I try to be kind and I try to keep moving forward in whatever direction I feel the need to go at the time. I try to say yes to things that scare me (like giving a talk) and sometimes to things that don’t scare me (like moving to Europe). So I talked about it all, and maybe in my rambling made some sense. One day the Fraud Police might come knocking on my door, I always feel like their lurking nearby, but if they ever do come calling I think I’ll be able to look them in the face and say, “no shit, sherlock, but it’s working.” For now I’ll just keep trying to Make Good Art and do good things.

In the end, what I said boiled down to this: