I almost let June pass without writing anything. Not because nothing happened. But because what happened was quieter than usual. Less crisis, more construction. Less managing, more trying. And I wasn’t sure that was enough to write about. But then I remembered, that’s exactly the kind of thing worth writing about. June has been mixed. […]
At 4:00 a.m., everything feels louder. The alarm. The silence. The thoughts I try not to think during the day. I get up in the dark, move through my routine half-awake, and leave the house by 5, at the latest 5:10. By the time most people are waking up, I have already been awake for
Recently, I changed companies, but not careers. I am still doing the same work, carrying the same experience, perspective, and understanding of what I bring to the table. On paper, very little changed. And yet, the transition reminded me how much belonging is shaped by environment. The same qualities that felt understood in one space
Honestly, for a long time, I was very vocal on certain subjects and noticeably quiet on others. I spoke confidently where I felt safe, where my opinions aligned with what was expected, and where my voice would be affirmed rather than questioned. But on topics that felt more layered, more personal, or more likely to
I used to write St. Lucia Carnival reviews. Not just band launches and portrayals, I also reviewed the parties, even brought my daughter along to do reviews. The energy. The promoters. The vibes. The chaos. The unspoken politics. And if I’m honest, a lot of people didn’t come for cultural analysis. They came for the
