Sometimes, I find myself feeling a little lost. There is so much I have yet to learn as a journalist, as a writer, as a human being. The reason I gravitated towards reading and writing was my obsession with having my own world–something entirely crafted from my thoughts, feelings and desires where there were no questions. I knew it all. But that's not the reality. When it comes to journalism, it’s a means of connection to the world I already live in, investigating everything from Hollywood actresses to horticulture. In a way, journalism is the method in which I can make my mark on the world, helping myself feel a little less lost. I’ve been on this planet since the year 2008, and a lot has happened since I first opened my eyes; yet, I've noticed myself asking why less and less. So join me as I rekindle my love for all the whos, whats, wheres, whens and, of course, whys to better understand life and all the strange happenings that accompany it.