My Mom Predicted My Future.

Ever since I was little I always had a little tune in my head. I’d set the rhythm, and rhyme my words while driving in the car, riding my bike around the neighbourhood or even begging my mom to film me while I sang my made up song to her. I was constantly humming or singing something. I still catch myself in the act to this day.

My sisters wanted to kill me because of it. My mom on the other hand, told me she could see me expressing my creativity and secret hobby of constantly making up rhymes in the world of advertising. When your parents tell you what you’re gonna be of course you don’t listen or want it to come true. I don’t need to admit she was right.