I remember the exact moment I wrote in a text document on my laptop “Make Lunch Lady a magazine”. It was 3:30am, in a tent, on a hill, in Wales. I had severe jetlag and was dealing with crippling anxiety. The tent and night time was my sanctuary.
I was attending The Do Lectures, and to this day I still owe a debt of gratitude to Clare and David Hieatt for having me along. I listened to people talk about doing what they believed in, making it work and being a success. That night I lay in my tent, cranky at these people for being successful in endevours I didn’t believe in, then it hit me like a frying pan to the head. “Why are you mad at them? Why don’t YOU do something about YOUR life instead of disagreeing with how others spend theirs?” I got up and wrote a letter to myself. The moment felt big.