I gotta admit something.
Every time I hit publish on one of these posts, a small part of me cringes. (Sometimes, a big part of me.)
Not because I doubt what I’m saying. But because I doubt if I have the authority to say it at all.
Who am I to talk about discipline, or mindset, or change, or anything really?
I’m just some guy.
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I first said something like this in Who am I. And the feeling still shows up. Quietly. Often.
These morning blog posts have gotten deeper than I expected—often in beautiful ways. Each one starts with something simple: packing, or making a phone call. And somehow, by the end, there’s a little lesson. A small truth. Something real.
They’re not flashy. They’re not optimized for reach. They’re certainly not SEO’d. There’s no “5 ways to 10x your productivity” here.
(And I hope there never is.)
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If you’ve ever chatted with me 1-on-1—or if we’ve had a mentoring session—this might all feel familiar. (Haiii!!!)
Because honestly? Our calls are kind of like these posts. Unstructured, yet rhythmic. Simple, yet somehow deep. We talk about becoming better software engineers… without really talking about software engineering.
We just talk like people. And somehow, that’s enough.
So if these posts aren’t for traffic… If they’re not for virality or growth… Then what are they for?
Maybe… nothing. And maybe that’s the point.
They’re just me journaling. In public. Doing my usual morning writing, but this time, I hit the publish button.
That’s it.
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I still feel the doubt. I still wonder: Who am I to say anything at all?
I’m just some guy. I may not know what I’m talking about. You probably know more than me. But if something I write happens to be interesting—or helpful—then I’m glad. And if it’s not? That’s okay too.
Because at the end of the day, this isn’t a performance. It’s a practice.
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And even if none of the words are helpful, maybe the act of doing this—of showing up, of hitting publish, of writing something every day—maybe that is. Maybe it’s enough to spark something.
To remind someone: You don’t need permission to begin. You don’t need to be an expert to share. You can just be some person. Doing the thing.
And sometimes, that’s all it takes. To keep going. Or to finally start.