You can’t rush God. Everything happens on His time, as was proven yesterday during a meeting that seemed years in the making. After spending my morning shopping in the boroughs, I received a text from a friend and colleague: an invitation to the studio space that would become the new…
Lately, I’ve found myself engrossed in discussions about the intriguing dynamics of the entertainment world, specifically how they have a pendulum effect on my mood. This rollercoaster ride has led me to contemplate the multifaceted roles played by individuals in the industry. On one hand, there’s Alex Montanez, an author,…
Waking up early this morning, I laid in bed thinking about my life. I’ve come to the realization that there are two types of situations that act as the fork in the road of my attention: the constants and the variables. Variables, more often than not, are the construct of…
I should have known just by looking out the window that morning. With parental obligations weighing heavy on my shoulder, I tried my best to make a short trip of my morning commute, where I planned on picking up some money at the factory. Deep in the heart of the…
Acceptance is a beautiful thing. The way I feel right now, with the hurricane of emotions that I’ve recently experienced, is unprecedented. The veil has been lifted, and all I see in front of me is opportunity. Opportunity to do what I’ve been destined to do since birth, and change…
I’ll never be sure as to whether or not this was all intentional. It’s hard to say, especially when you feel as though you’ve been guided by something your entire life. But I’ve come to an understanding that has left me feeling at total peace with myself. I am, in…
I understand how fortunate I am. Having done all of this, creating my life story into a blog, getting sober and facing all of the demons that have haunted me my entire existence, it allowed me to see the truth about my life and all of the decisions I’ve made….
They say if you can make it in New York City, you can make it anywhere. Having adjusted to the new routine of my life, I’m reminded on a daily basis of the hustle and bustle associated with living on the streets of Brooklyn. Every day seems like a brand…
The water dripping from the ceiling seemed to mock me. Arriving at work extra early today, I sat in the dark warehouse, deep in thought over my morning commute. The toilets flushing above me result in a consistent flow of droplets from the pipes hanging near the ceiling, but even…
The studio lights remained dim throughout the night, creating a somber atmosphere that matched my mood. The migraine I was experiencing was due to a mixture of the loud music that had set the soundtrack for my day, and the emotions I had confronted because of it. It was not the day…
