… I barely spoke a word to anyone growing up—even to some people in my family. I didn’t like to talk, and I was scared to step out of my comfort zone.
… My family is still shocked that I became a reporter.
… In a way, I am, too.
… I’ve been doing this for more than eight years, and approaching a person and asking for an interview still makes me nervous.
… But writing is what I love.
… If I wasn’t a reporter, I don’t know what I would be doing—maybe be cleaning porta potties. And you’d better believe those would be the cleanest porta potty seats anyone had ever pissed on.
… I realized that there’s so much life I want to see, so much I want to experience, and my shyness was holding me back. So, I just got out there and started doing it.
… I’m 27 now, and am I where I want to be in life? Not exactly. But I’m busting my ass to get there every day.
… I almost died a year ago. Honestly, I shouldn’t be here today. But for reasons I don’t understand, God gave me another chance. I fully intend on getting the most out of it, because you never know when your life will be taken from you.
… Some of the best advice I’ve ever received—well, it wasn’t directed at me personally—but Steve Jobs said, “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?’ And whenever the answer has been ‘No’ for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”
… There was a time in my life I was absolutely miserable, and it was a direct result of my job at the time. I was spending 70-plus hours a week, six days a week, working for two bosses I couldn’t stand. Finally, the day came I had enough, and I quit on the spot. It’s one of the best decisions I’ve ever made.
… Was it scary? Sure. But it allowed me to get out of the rut I was in and focus on what made me happy: writing good stories.
… That’s the key to a good life: Do what makes you happy.