It's one of those days that I wake up in the morning after a long, relaxing sleep.   

I look out the window, take a shower, text a friend, get my things, eat lunch with my love,

come to studio, and work, listening to Imogen Heap. 

It's a good day.  One of many to be thankful for. 

 

I did nothing for a day. 

No texts, no calls, no one looking for me, me not looking for anyone. 

It felt odd, like I was blending completely into the background of people's lives;

like I never existed in the first place - a complete third person point of view. 

After a while, though, I thirsted for some impulsive action, and attention. 

Cut my hair, dye my hair, get a tattoo, record a song, paint a picture, whatever. 

Anything to pull me forward from the background to the foreground.

 

Do you know the little prince? 

If you do, then you probably also know about the fox under the apple tree.  

"Then you shall leave me," said the fox.  

And the little prince did that.  

That he did.

Inspiration.  

For me, it's synonymous with motivation.  

Those who inspire motivates one to become a better person.  

I want to inspire.

 

A wise man once said to me,

"never trust an architect with no Style."

 

Although widely accepted, "Style" doesn't just mean the way you dress or talk. 

Dictionary definition: Way of doing something. 

Everything in a person's life has got to do with doing something.

So, the word "Style" encompasses every aspect of a person and his/her work,

and it's something that can only be possessed with self-realization. 

Style can be obtained.  You aren't just born with it. 

It's not a God-given talent or a gift, it's something you make for yourself.

 

A person with no Style has no identity.  

  An architect with no Style has no vision.