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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>Drew in India</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @drewisin)</generator><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>I saw what I came to see.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve seen some lifechanging things.  Things I didn&amp;#8217;t know existed.  People going through awful things, fighting for pennies on the dollar of what I make.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had no agenda for while I was in India.  I felt like I was aimless with no direction, I needed a break&amp;#8230;needed something.  So I came here.  Hoping I&amp;#8217;d find *something*.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I found it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I had forgotten how to live. So close to having gone through Cancer.  How could that have happened?  How could I have LET that happen?  I slipped into old habits, I forgot to do what I did when I woke up every morning while going through chemo&amp;#8230;I thanked everyone I knew for everything they did for me.  I thanked the greater powers that be.  I was alive.  I made it through the worst hell I could ever imagine.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;And then I died.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I treated people I love dearly, poorly.  A conversation last night with the person who means the most to me opened my eyes to that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I was &amp;#8220;too busy&amp;#8221; to do things I really cared about.  Emails upon emails asking me to help talk about and support a charity that I haven&amp;#8217;t answered yet.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- I wasn&amp;#8217;t &amp;#8220;selfish&amp;#8221; enough when I needed to be&amp;#8230;in all the right ways.  I should have taken a vacation.  I should have relaxed and let myself re-energize.  But no, like an ass I pushed on, becoming increasingly ineffective in everything I did, and took care of myself physically and mentally less and less, thus irritating everyone around me more and more.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I kept telling myself I had to &amp;#8220;get back to where I was&amp;#8221; before cancer.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know what? I was pretty much a &lt;strong&gt;fucking dick&lt;/strong&gt; before I had cancer, and I was on that path again afterwards.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And now I took a trip off the end of nowhere for no reason whatsoever.  I&amp;#8217;m not gonna lie, this whole travel/adventure thing ain&amp;#8217;t for me.  That&amp;#8217;s ok.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I&amp;#8217;m alive again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1366673939</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1366673939</guid><pubDate>Thu, 21 Oct 2010 11:29:19 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>in which i have actual concern for myself.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;My back has been in pain for about 3 weeks now.  It happens every so often.  I travel a lot/fly a lot, and don&amp;#8217;t always sit at my desk the right way&amp;#8230;.and well, I don&amp;#8217;t really exercise.  Yes, I know&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;ll work on that.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Being at home, I feel like I can always hop over to the hospital to get it checked on or see a Dr.  While here, I&amp;#8217;m kind of worried about that, as I&amp;#8217;ve been told some not so great stories about hospitals here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s really starting to dampen my time here, I&amp;#8217;m not all that mobile, can&amp;#8217;t sit at a desk for a while, and I&amp;#8217;m getting behind in my GOGII work and I don&amp;#8217;t like it.  Maybe I&amp;#8217;ll take a day or two and just lay flat on my back, but I don&amp;#8217;t want to do that either, because well&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;ll be bored out of my mind.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ok, I sound like a whiney baby, over and out.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1356172833</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1356172833</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 23:54:59 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Ok fine, I'm a sucky traveler. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not good at trying new things.  I said it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I need your help&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Ok folks, send me on a scavenger hunt.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Tell me what you want me to explore and show you while I&amp;#8217;m here in India!&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1349927043</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1349927043</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 03:45:30 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>#namaste</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_laiw2aGCH71qdlnh5o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;#namaste&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1349436616</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1349436616</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 01:46:58 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>wow.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width="200" src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4104/5088898018_beb1392e84.jpg" align="right"/&gt;Day 2 in India.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have zero sense of what time it is.  My body says one thing, my eyes are telling me something else.  Today I&amp;#8217;m in the office where I&amp;#8217;ll be doing most of my work, the area is poorer than I saw on my first day.  Folks taking &amp;#8220;showers&amp;#8221; in buckets, cows roaming the streets, cars buzzing by honking for sport.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not in Kansas anymore.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m confused as to the purpose I have here, and I&amp;#8217;m sure anyone who has seen me walk around feel the same way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m used to being different in the States, but different in the States is &amp;#8220;cool&amp;#8221;.  Different here is just&amp;#8230;different.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;People don&amp;#8217;t have tattoos, they don&amp;#8217;t wear bright blue and orange sneakers.  I feel like a big cartoon character.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m sure it&amp;#8217;ll take time to settle in.  I&amp;#8217;m really dehydrated by the flight.  The weather here isn&amp;#8217;t so bad.  It&amp;#8217;s hot.  In the 90&amp;#8217;s I think, but there&amp;#8217;s not a lot of humidity.  The sea of people everywhere is overwhelming, the smells are different and surprising, and I have zero idea of where I am in relation to what.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And I chose to come here.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;More soon&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1342369018</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1342369018</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Oct 2010 03:02:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>What the hell am I doing????</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img width="200" src="http://ic2.pbase.com/u15/2112/upload/42016184.Image3.jpg" align="right"/&gt;I leave for India on Friday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m not prepared, I&amp;#8217;m not packed.  I&amp;#8217;m not anything.  I&amp;#8217;m going to miss my girlfriend, my friends, my family, and my dog Rocky.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m scheduled to come back February 1st.  I&amp;#8217;m going to miss every major holiday.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What the hell am I doing?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I don&amp;#8217;t know, honestly.  Sometimes life leads you down paths that don&amp;#8217;t make sense.  If you don&amp;#8217;t follow the path, it&amp;#8217;ll never make sense.  Maybe I&amp;#8217;ll prove to myself I can leave a comfort zone.  Maybe I&amp;#8217;ll find some spiritual enlightenment.  Maybe I&amp;#8217;ll learn to like Indian food.  Maybe I&amp;#8217;ll hate the whole experience.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And it kind of freaks me out. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve been on a week and a half long &amp;#8220;drew is leaving the country&amp;#8221; PR blitz for work, meeting with some very awesome people at some great and amazing publications in NYC.  I should be packing.  But I&amp;#8217;m not.  I should be learning as much as I can, and I&amp;#8217;m not.  I should know who is picking me up at the airport, but I don&amp;#8217;t.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;And somehow I think I&amp;#8217;ll be ok.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1292363844</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1292363844</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Oct 2010 13:43:20 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Will you come visit me in NY before you leave?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Yes, I’m here now.  Come see me.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1243843639</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1243843639</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2010 15:30:07 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>So I'm leaving on the 15th...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;What should I pack?  Good thing my travel buddy who&amp;#8217;s already there (Ryan) sent me a list.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coffee and a French Press if you want coffee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Twinkees &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Good soaps and shampoos if you want&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Flip Flops, Tennis Shoes, Dress Shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boxers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nice clothes for going to swanky parties (sport jacket)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shorts to work out with (Just signed up for the gym) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They have PB, but you can bring your own&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bandaids&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Neosporin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advil  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anything else that will remind you of home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don&amp;#8217;t need any guidebooks&amp;#8230;I&amp;#8217;ve got us covered&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*This is what Preeti said to bring.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I truthfully brought like 5 sets of clothes, some mosiquito shit, some workout stuff, and the basic toiletries. Nothing much else. It&amp;#8217;s really not that bad and I&amp;#8217;ll have friends coming over so they can bring anything we need. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Get over here!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Um.&lt;br/&gt;Thanks for the insight Ryan.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1243811020</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1243811020</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2010 15:23:00 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>hola</title><description>&lt;p&gt;:)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1171506184</link><guid>http://drewisin.tumblr.com/post/1171506184</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2010 01:14:13 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
