And Here We Go …

It was a strange morning, the kind that leaves you with a lingering sense of wonder and anticipation. As I slowly emerged from the depths of sleep, fragments of an unusually long dream danced at the edge of my consciousness. Though I couldn’t quite piece it all together, I felt a whirlwind of emotions swirling in the pit of my stomach. As I sat up, the weight of certain work obligations weighed heavily on my mind. There were projects to oversee, decisions to make, and responsibilities to fulfill. Yet, amidst the flurry of thoughts, my attention was captured by a different sensation, a gentle tug from the corner of my mind where my long-time pursuits resided. July had arrived, signaling the beginning of my first podcast run dedicated to promoting the #PutTheBottleDown campaign. It struck me that this would be a rare occasion where I wouldn’t be the one orchestrating the production. Instead, I would be a featured guest, offering my personal experiences and insights to an eager audience. Uncertainty tinged with excitement welled up within me. What should I do with myself? How should I prepare? With a cup of steaming coffee in hand, I stepped outside onto the streets of Brooklyn, seeking solace in the open air. In this tranquil moment, a sense of clarity washed over me like a cleansing wave. I realized that there was nothing to be nervous about. My story, my journey, was alive and thriving. It was a living, breathing organism, growing and evolving with each passing day. Dominate The Globe provided the platform through which I could share my experiences, my triumphs and tribulations, with the world. Sure, there would be aspects of my life that could only be spoken about, moments too raw or intimate to capture in writing. But that was the essence of it all: to be heard, to be seen, to connect with others through the power of storytelling. And when my time on this earth eventually came to an end, the intricacies of my existence would remain for my family to cherish. If, along the way, my journey and the hurdles I had overcome inspired even a single soul, it would add another layer of meaning to everything I had painstakingly crafted over the course of my 37 years. The challenges, the triumphs, the scars—they were all building blocks in the grand tapestry of my life. As I stubbed out my cigarette and took a final sip of coffee, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of determination. I didn’t know what to expect from this new venture, this uncharted territory. But the train of my ambitions was barreling forward, unstoppable and resolute.