The inferno that is/was 2020 put the battery in my back— to redirect and go hard, to leave behind thoughts of how so many things could have gone, and leap towards all that can be…

You ever think about how much pain you’d spare yourself if you were suddenly aware of all the things that are within your control, and all the things that just… aren’t? Who would you be then, with all that awareness?

This mourning, I do not pretend. It is familiar; devastation runs from the top of your head down to the soles of your feet, pooling around you as you walk. I won’t lie, I feel stepped in…

I’m here to talk music, food, Black lit., fashion, entertainment, etc. (this list is endless), as well as chronicle the ups and downs of crafting your ideal career in your youth.