In March of 2016 I realized prejudice starts with me. I’m standing in the Hua Lamphong train station in Bangkok, Thailand. Hundreds of travelers—speaking every language except mine—are waiting for their departure time. I sit amidst the commotion as a group of women dressed in full black burqas pass by. A few global terror incidents… Continue reading White society told me equality was real.
This is a post from the Amateur Hour series my friend Corinne and I created last year. You can find all 12 weeks of writing at http://www.AmateurHourBlog.com or download the entire project as a PDF here. A couple months ago Game Theory wrecked my perspective on Comparison. From the back row of a leadership conference, I… Continue reading Play the infinite game.
This is a post from the Amateur Hour series my friend Corinne and I created last year. You can find all 12 weeks of writing at http://www.AmateurHourBlog.com or download the entire project as a PDF here. The other day I mindlessly scrolled my Instagram feed and fell victim to the most subtle evil of our generation. Without… Continue reading Comparison will kill you.
In all my grand daydreams of the future, success is something that happens overnight. It's something that someone achieves after a couple days—maybe weeks—of trying. But that simply isn't true. In reality, successful people don't stride, they take a long series of slow, honest steps towards whatever they're chasing. For twenty-somethings today, this is what… Continue reading You’re probably an amateur.
Nobody has ever accused me of being a lovey-dovey, empathetic comforter of people. You know those people right? The people that hurting people flock to when they’re enduring real pain in life? The inspirational folks who make you feel like a million bucks because you’re breathing? Yeah, that’s not me. In fact, more often I’ve… Continue reading You don’t have to be _________ anymore.
When I was younger my mom would say, “Jordan, you march to the beat of your own drum.” Which I’m pretty sure was her way of telling me, “Jordan, I’ve met and birthed a lot of kids. You’re the weirdest of them all.” And while it may be true, I think I’m okay with it… Continue reading Your life doesn’t need to make sense.
The day after my best friend/roommate graduated we drove a few blocks down the road to the Grand Canyon with two weeks to explore the West however we decided. We didn't bring much in the way of plans or money, but I'd say it turned out alright. Also, we slept in the van most nights (thank you,… Continue reading Where I’ve been.