Day 127 (September 29)

5 miles

When I was younger the scariest thought in my mind was the possibility of being ordinary. This kind of thinking led me to do random stuff and to need constant validation from others - starting with my parents:

• Got chosen as one of 30 students from my country to come live in US - check

• Finished high school at 16 - check

• Finished college magna cum laude at 19 - check

• Ran marathon - check, got PhD - check...

Every action, every comment, every look was meaningful and registered on my scorecard - my intelligence scorecard, my likability scorecard, my attractiveness scorecard. I was craving for validation.

Now screw it :)

I want to do things that make me truly happy (not fake happy, but really happy).