Begin.

I’ve never been very good at sitting still. Whether I’m cleaning up after a drift event or a party I’ve organized, or I’m somewhere in the middle of an open-ended car project that was meant to be a simple “oh, I’ll just change the wheels and lower it,” but inevitably it’s turned into a “let’s paint the entire car and swap the transmission,” my ability to appreciate a moment or to be mentally present is basically nonexistent. I’m constantly thinking about how much better the car will be 6 months from now, when I’ve modified it a bit. I’m thinking about what it will be like when I’ve finally saved up enough money for the parts that will really bring it all together. I wonder how the next event I host could be improved, how it could really be something that my friends look back on with fond memories.

I’m usually terribly anxious unless I feel like I’m moving forward, and the only short reprieve from that nervous energy is the little reveries that follow an exhausting project or event, where the mind settles into this comfortable abstraction of ideas about what to do next.

Apropos of these habits, I hope that this serves as a place to eventually revisit some of the adventures and moments I’ve experienced along the way, and to acknowledge those who helped make any of this possible. -DFA