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This thought I’m sharing is a result of me thinking about what my first photo on Google looks like. The first pic: an attempt of me trying to be Michael B. Jordan (or whoever had the girls at that time). It would have used better camera angles, to be honest. Then I just kept scrolling up, and I realized this is how things should work: social media too. (X) Twitter, for example, nails this with its scroll-up feature; it’s nice, natural, and lets you dig into the roots of that gist. It’s the natural way of building, since the à l’époque for bush people

Start from the bottom. Build context if you’re learning, build a foundation if you’re crafting a house, build an MCP (since it’s AI season, it’s only right I say this haha ) if you’re on media: understand where someone’s coming from before you dive into the light, loose chaos at the top.

Going through my gallery might not be the same as media and AI, but it reminded me of how far I’ve come: a lot of tough times (God purnish Dla men them aswear), happy playful moments

The photos turned from grief to gratitude. From “wow, that time and person nearly broke me,” to “wait… that time I almost broke someone.” (karma take it easy on me, when it’s time)

But here’s what hit me most: It wasn’t just the memories or even the growth. Most people could stop there: feel proud, smile, close the app.

But for me, it revealed something harder to swallow (pause):

How long I’ve been stuck in the same place. Same loop. Clocking in and out of a routine that stopped serving me (by extension: family, (insert babes name), friends, colleagues and business) long ago. Like some of quartier grand - man just di turn turn. Not trying new things. Not exploring, not changing and growing as you should. I wash hand nor, you turn turn plenty like that grand them, you go lost your lighter nor (your plans, your goals, parts of yourself)—thrown off balance by how fast and how much that cycle keeps turning

And I had to own that.

Above all, I want to stay grateful, i’ve been ungrateful for a while now.. Because, truth be told, some people didn’t make it. Some can’t eat. some man no even get data for scroll check e no wan pics, But me? I’m still here. Still breathing. Still thinking in the middle of the night

That alone? I thank God