My earliest memories are of my father jumping up and down and yelling and laughing at the TV during the World Cup. It was an event that every four years turned a quiet joyful man into the most expressive human being on the planet. I loved it.
So the thing with me is that I am always chasing something. Ask anyone who knows me and they will say I try not to be the same for too long. What I mean by that is I try to not let anything or place define who I am. Now that has led me to not really set any roots down, but the thought of being somewhere or someone scared the shit out of me, until now.