I find it hard on a day to day basis to stay inspired. I find myself continuously thinking about the road ahead that sometimes I forget to take a look around. I try to read about people that have made a positive difference in this world and then in my best way try to emulate their path. I remember first becoming conscious of my own footsteps in this world when my uncle died. Right before he left me The Art of Happiness by the Dalai Lama. This is a profound book and I try to the best of my cappabilities to hold on to its teachings. Not just of those of the Dalai Lama but also my Uncle. He was a good man who tried to help as best as he could in any way he could. His consideration for the small things have ultimately changed my life for the better. I try to hold on to that. Stay positive, dream endlessly, and think big.