Self-discipline is honestly the only reason I’m not currently living in my mom’s basement eating hot cheetos for breakfast, and I’m writing this from my extremely mediocre apartment in...
Okay, real talk — my mindset shift didn’t happen in some Bali retreat or while journaling with a $40 pen. It happened in a Dunkin’ drive-thru in suburban Ohio...
Okay, here we go. I’m sitting in my 2011 Honda Civic right now outside a QuikTrip in Kansas City, it’s 34 degrees and raining sideways, my phone’s at 6%,...
Look, learning to believe in yourself doesn’t begin with rainbows. It begins in my crappy studio apartment in Phoenix last year, eating cold leftover...