love is a skill
the definition of skill is to do something well. to practice at something till you get good at it and can do it with your eyes closed. muscle memory. no thought. it almost comes naturally to you.
we can’t stop trying to be the best
but what if the point isn’t to be the best, but to be present? to do things because they light us up, not because they elevate us. to learn out of genuine interest, not quiet insecurity. to rest without feeling guilty for it. to let curiosity drive you instead of comparison. to pursue mastery for love of the craft, not applause from the world.
shoot ur shot.
“you’re committing career suicide.”
those were the words coming through my phone speaker from my dad on a warm day in august. i’d just been offered a new role, one that looked nothing like the job i had at the time. and honestly, zoomed in close enough, he wasn’t wrong. it felt reckless. every door i’d wedged my foot into, every late night, every favor and connection i’d chased to land at a prestigious media company and finally feel like i was becoming someone was gone. just dust.