Most of the obstacles in my life weren’t external. They were procedural. Internal. A one-person committee skilled at delay, deflection, and convincing arguments for doing nothing. This is a note from inside that room, and a reminder that the only way out is movement.
Tag: discipline
My life has been a journey of seeking freedom while grappling with self-imposed limitations, financial constraints, and a nomadic existence that, while offering unique experiences across various communities, reflects deeper struggles with discipline, alignment, and the challenges of being a creative in a system that often stifles authenticity.
Newness is addictive to the wanderer-type. We can bounce around careers, vocations, projects, relationships, cities, countries… without taking the time to become utterly amazing at something.
If you want to be a writer, go and get a day job — or start a business or a hustle, so you can eat and maybe afford a roof over your head.
The journey of learning is rarely linear. It twists and turns, filled with leaps of inspiration, stretches of doubt, and moments of clarity that seem to emerge from nowhere. It’s not about mastering every step but about showing up — raw, curious, and willing to fail — trusting that the process will shape us into who we are meant to become.