Once upon a time, … no I’m kidding! When I was a kid, I remember being totally into arts and creation. I had this need to make something, whatever that could be with whatever I had. And that included drawing and coloring. I could spend hours with a couple of A4 papers, drawing what would go through my mind at this moment.
In between, I got caught in figure skating, and therefore most of my free time would be dedicated to it. However, there was a turning point I encountered at the age of 15. While I kept telling my parents that I would want to become a professional figure skater, my parents knew that even if I became a professional figure skater, there will be an end to it at some point in the future. I wish the energy I had when I was 20 would have remained the same over the years, but let’s be honest here: our body is not made to perform sport until we hit 100 years old. That’s how I faced an ultimatum with my parents. They would agree for me to keep on skating and following my dreams and reach my goals, but before, I would have to choose a “normal” job to study so if something would happen to me, I would be able to catch up with that original study.