Whenever I get excited or angry about something, I walk really long distances. And I don’t do it circuitously…I walk, like, 10K in one direction and then I stop abruptly and turn around when my thought process is complete. I always eat the core of the apple. I got fired from a job once, I thought I’d never recover from that. I’ve never traveled outside my own country, but I’ve driven across it four times. I’ve become really good at accepting rejection.
I’m from Newfoundland, Canada. That’s my home. It’s stark and grim and sometimes it seems very, very harsh…but in that way it kind of makes all other places seem insignificant.