You have that itch. It’s that restless feeling when you’re lying in bed, or zoning out in a meeting, or scrolling through social media seeing other people seemingly living their best lives. It’s the whisper in the back of your mind...
Picture this: It’s 2 PM on a Tuesday. You’re sitting on a beach, sipping something cold, your phone resting silently beside you. Back at your business, the doors are open, the team is working, sales are ringing in, and new projects...
You know the feeling. It’s Sunday evening, and that familiar dread starts to creep in. The weekend is over, and tomorrow, it’s back to the grind. But for you, the grind isn’t just your job—it’s also the thing you do after...
The little coffee shop on my corner closed last month. From the outside, it had everything. The smell was intoxicating. The pastries were perfect. The baristas knew your name. The “Open” sign was a beacon in the early morning dark. And...
You’ve seen it, right? The ads that pop up in your feed. The slick videos with a guy pointing to his new sports car. The promise that you can make six figures in six months while working two hours a day...
Remember why you started this? It was the spark of an idea. The thrill of that first sale. The freedom of being your own boss. You were building something, brick by brick, and it was yours. But now? Now it feels...
You’re in the shower, or maybe you’re driving, or just about to fall asleep. And it hits you. The Idea. It’s a flash of pure inspiration. A product that doesn’t exist. A service that would make life so much easier. A...
