At the age of 18, I had a dream. Whether to go on a road less taken or a highway￼to hell so to speak, the lowest. When you get prepared with these options, it might seem easy to choose? But no, it wasn’t. And neither was the trip there either. I literally chose the highest out of pure bliss, but little did I know that these years would be long and hell-ish after! It was like, everything was going to crumble, so I chased my own shadow in many years. Little did I know, also, that I had to become famous for being crazy, and mentally disturbed, almost, before I got to the destination. Which btw is the journey itself.