Building something real takes time. Flash fades, roots grow.

Every which way.

In a constant negotiation between what I’ve inherited and what I’m trying to create. Life’s a struggle, a prayer, and hittin the mf two-step in between.

Peep the moment you’re in right now. That’s the foundation of the story you’ll recite later.

Burnout’s real, and I respect it. But in entrepreneurship, I feel like it’s a luxury to name. Stakes too high I can’t even say the word. We just keep building.

Living is an archivist art form.

Driving through Portland makes me miss alotta things.

I talk for the real ones.

Nah cause why am I a radiant elo gift giver.

Don't forget that books are a fantastic Christmas gift. One book is a gift for three people: the person you gift the book to, the author who makes a sale, and YOU, because you can talk to your friend about the awesome book when they've read it too.

I’ma do my stuff.

Them politicians not hittin my phone no more. Puts a smile on my face.

Take off the fake deep.

One thing you learn in your 30s…

The love you have for others won’t redeem you. Only the love for yourself will.

I been ghost but I might tap back in here. Pray for the timeline.