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My Journey to New York City

Believe it or not, this is the first time that I am writing a blog about a place I have never been to. But I am not worried about that because, in a couple of hours I will be on a flight heading there. Just looking at the map to see where I would be staying got me so excited. It is just a couple of blocks away from Madison Square Garden, the Mecca as Basketball fans call it. I will make sure that I have a camera with me and a pen just in case I meet people who would like to have my autograph (or the other way around). I hope to meet Jon Stewart and Stephen Colbert so they can get to know a little about me, before I am invited to be on their show to promote my book (yes I heard MLK speech “I have a dream”)

The reason why I am going to New York (one of 4 trips I will take there this year) is to particiapte in a leadership course (yes we can) that will go up to October. To tell you the truth I have no idea of what to expect from the course other than what I read; I was also inspired and excited after seeing the boldness and leadership skills of the instructor. I read the promises of the course and saw how bold a leader the instructor was, it got me so excited. However, I have taken three courses from the same place and one of them resulted in me doing my first documentary. I guess this one will result in me moving to Hollywood, what do you think?

While I was thinking about it, I was amazed how life itself is a surprise. We really don't know what to expect from life. Everyday I run into surprises that make me appreciate every moment that I live. Do we really know what will happen tomorrow? Other than that I expect that tomorrow will bring me good stuff (do you remember the big wife I was talking about a while ago? lol), there are really no guarantees.

As I was leaving my office yesterday (yes I do work sometimes lol), I bumped into one of my former students. He is here in Toronto visiting. What are the odds? I think the last time I saw him was in 2002. Back then, if someone would have told me that I would meet him in Toronto in 2010, I would have told him that he/she was crazy. But here we are, a couple of years later, having a great time together in Toronto.

It's a good thing I was nice to him. If not, my guess is that he would have not been happy to see me (I would have probably hidden from him).

This is the reason why I really do my best to treat every human being right because I never know where I might meet him or her (especially her, lol) later. As you know, what goes around always comes around, a good deed is never in vain. And there is a Guy upstairs taking notice and He will make sure that there will be a return on investment. Trust me on that one.

Moral of the story? I really don't know. Just wait until I return from New York and I will tell you how many fellow superstars I met. I hope you are one of them.

Special message to the one who is reading my blog from Dubai


Always a pleasure

Patrick

The Journeyman
pbizindavyi6@gmail.com

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