mentorship

I keep catching myself staring at the mountain ahead, feeling like I’m already too late to climb it. That feeling has followed me for years, especially with music. At 32, I still think about the decade I didn’t listen to the voice telling me to start, and how fear smothered it. Even now, after months of studying and creating, I still feel behind—like there’s a clock ticking somewhere, reminding me how much time I burned. But living in that mindset is its own trap. It lets the quieter voice of sloth and fear keep winning until you wake up one day realizing you never chased the thing that mattered. So I’m trying to stop looking up at the impossible climb and just move, even if it’s slow. Strip away the distractions, the excuses, the pointless ways we waste what little time we have. Be patient. Stay focused. And don’t stop.