I had a dream about mustard seeds. I was working full-time in my 9-5 and not working on any side hustles or creative work. I had been a dead person walking for some time. It was summer in Melbourne, Australia and I had a strange dream about frying mustard seeds for a risotto and it had grilled lamb strips on top? Weird I know. As strange as the dream was I knew it meant something. Like a switch had gone off in my head. I knew I had to get back into business and make my dreams finally come t[...]