I live out of a suitcase. I don't even own the suitcase. It's borrowed, much like everything else of any tangible value in my life; accommodation, vehicles, mouthwash.
Dreams take a lot of persistence and neglecting of toenails. But if you're determined to make shit happen, here are five guiding principals to start.
Apparently I’m that into clowning around that I wildly went and registered to do Triple J’s Raw Comedy competition. Dying inside.