Re-entering the world this year has been interesting. Everything has changed. Myself included, and though my career has centered on summarizing complex ideas into digestible stories, I can’t seem to do that with myself. I find myself taking a pause when people ask “so what are you up to?” I’ve been thinking a lot about the pressure to define ourselves as one thing. Part of my ego death over the last two years was about stripping away the titles that I thought defined me. EIC, VP, CEO, blah blah blah and coming to terms with some new truths. I am not a thing. I am not a brand. I am not a title. I am simply a human. And that’s complex enough. Some of you are new here, or maybe know me from a time before, or my work before, or my life before, but I want you to engage here and know that I am complex. I am good at many things and not so good at just as many things. I think I am brilliant, and brilliant people have ranges of interests, so I will post about books and quotes and deep thought, but I am also vain. I don’t mean that in a bad way. I love beauty, so I will also post about nails and skincare and you’ll get these selfies. I am also endlessly curious, so I travel. I am a writer, (which sometimes feels weird to say after so many years in executive roles getting to do very little of that). And I’m a Taurus so yes, I will post about leisure and good living. And of course I work and sometimes I am really proud of the stuff I get to work on, so yes, I will post about those things too. I also spend a lot of time alone, so you’ll always get lo fi material shot on my iPhone from my POV. I am tired of waking up feeling like a failure because I haven’t been able to corner my personal brand story. For not being able to “package” myself for the masses. I am me. You are you, and even if we never produce another thing, THAT is the miracle. Fuck these boxes. I feel limitless; I am inspired by being. And I want to be freed from overthinking about how I should be consumed. So, hi 👋🏾. Welcome home.