Day #5 — Amsterdam

I ride my bike everywhere.

I see the city while in motion; I see myself while in motion; I love myself while in motion.

Motion makes me feel free and limitless. I have nothing to worry about except myself and it feels really incredible. I feel so free when I ride my bike. I feel so myself when I ride my bike.

Music, a bike, and myself are dripping in importance, truly all I need (and of course my new job as a creative assistant that I am SO in love with.)

I met a man named John at a cafe called Moods Coffe Corner today. He was older and has been in the Netherlands his whole life. Of course, he is a meditation instructor. He told me how his children (and that generation below me) are experiencing confusion on what genders mean and how we “pick” one. It is interesting because, to most, what we see is what we are. If people think my generation questions things, the generation below asks the “why” to actually everything.

“Why do I have to be a girl”, “Why do I have to be a boy?” “Why do people pick what I am?”, they say.

It is a very weird topic for a lot of people but it's interesting that that is what is causing resistance for them in this society. I think it's quite empowering. They are not letting any label define who they are. They are keeping it chill, taking it day by day…