With an origin story straight out of an Eastern-European drama, where dreams were as rare as miracles, I rewrote my life-story. Art helped me dream, and this was all I needed.
I remember standing at a bus stop, on the straightest sidewalk I’d ever seen—like something out of a movie set. Above me, the postcard-perfect sky of Holland stretched out, and for a moment, everything felt surreal. I had no place to sleep, no money, and no plan. But I smiled, because for the first time, I felt I belong.
I had nothing to lose. Nowhere to fall from. And that was my greatest comfort. The ghetto will always be there for me if I fail. Holland offered a life I could barely imagine—education, opportunity, cannabis. And I was ready to claim it, no matter what stood in my way.
That bus ride into the unknown was the start of my greatest adventure. It taught me that sometimes, the best decisions come from letting go of fear and trusting the unknown.
What about you?
Do you think back to one decision that set everything in motion? For me, it was that bus ride into the unknown. What was yours?