Do you ever get blindsided by one of those spontaneous epiphanic moments? I'm talking the type that's unpredictable as a lightning bolt's touchdown that shocks like a defibrillator to the heart. Mine came as I sat in the back of a stranger's beat up truck bed looking up at a lustrous Nepali summer sky. On the fourth day traveling alone in a land that was unfamiliar, I made small steps in the direction of self discovery– because when a language barrier prevents conversations with others– dialogues turn inward as you begin to thoroughly assess yourself. So what was my Nobel-worth finding? If you want to be original, you have to be yourself. Because there is no better you, than you.