The brain thinks it's running the show, but the heart is secretly pulling strings.
It's very true.
Our brains are the King Joffrey of our bodies, and our hearts are the granny Tyrell, right? Very true.
We think we know what we want, but we often have no idea what we need, and because of that, we often approach life with one goal, and we end up finding our real purpose along the way.
When I left New York, and I came to LA, I had the singular goal of becoming the lead on a TV show.
I had gained some experience in New York, playing a naive weed, obsessed sexpot, and reefer madness.
I thought, perfect, I'm ready for Los Angeles.
Surely I will be embraced immediately.
So I hopped on a plane.
I arrived in the land where the streets are soaked in sunshine and self-tanner residue.