I’ve taken a liking to this personal blog, and recently made a few updates to the theme. I enjoy having a space to write stream of consciousness articles without the pressure of having to be professional, outside the box of music that is Extra Chill.

Being an entrepreneur is weird. On one hand, I am blessed with supreme freedom. I can work or not work when I please. There is nobody to answer to, nobody telling me what I can or can not do.

On the other side of that, is myself as my own worst enemy. Entrepreneurship requires focus and discipline. It also requires resilience. When things aren’t going well, you must carry onward, and pivot when necessary. Often these pivots come at inconvenient times.

With all the time in the world on my hands, the distractions are easily within reach. My phone, being a tool for work, is a constant mind-suck, beckoning me to doom scroll in the voids of social media. Buzzing with hits of dopamine.

Coffee keeps me up all night, tapping away at conversations with AI chatbots producing lines of code or articles about the most random topics imaginable. Otherwise, I’m listening to music, delving into the story of an artist, as a journalist. Talking to bands and management about new releases, media passes, and promotions.

Sometimes, all of this work produces nothing, financially. Other times, it pays off more than expected, and you end up flush with cash.

At least at this stage in my entrepreneurial existence, stability is hard to come by. The fight is a constant push towards financial stability. After that comes the ability to invest, and make dreams come true. It’s funny how the world works. Money comes first. Dreams come second.

Might as well spend my life backpacking in the mountains instead. That would be a nice dream to have.

But alas, my dreams are tied to sailboats, plots of land with giant stages and campgrounds, and hybrid music venues and recording studios. These dreams fuel the daily grind and I carry onward with my journey into the great unknown.