Some mornings I’m just trying to find a little peace in a world that feels louder than ever. A random book in an old library made me stop and rethink the enemies I choose to create. Maybe the only thing I can control is how I let the world touch me.

I’ve been down this rabbit hole many times—and that’s what it is—a hole. A place where nothing good comes from it. It’s a trap of what-ifs and wasted energy. But I’m learning how to climb out, one small, deliberate step at a time.

Sometimes you just drive with no plan, no hurry—just Carolina backroads, quiet lakes, and the kind of peace you can’t explain.

A full weekend of football, golf, and good eating starts with preparation. Here’s how I meal prep for busy days — making food I actually enjoy, so I never feel like I’m on a diet.

From my desk, with a branch from my mother’s Christmas cactus in the window, I’m reminded that growth doesn’t end — it changes form. The past can inspire you, but forward is where life happens.

A glimpse inside my head — the highs, the lows, and the tug-of-war between hope and despair. Some days I’m ready to conquer the world. Other days, I can’t leave the couch. But maybe being human is just learning to be okay in between.