I need more coffee, right?

Sipping coffee slowly approaching the new day, fingers crossed it’s better than our current, being motivated to work harder even though we’re always up at the break of dawn working on our crafts. Standing right in front of our own reflection we perceive missing pixels merely because we’re better than ourselves. We’re slowly learning how to be more patient, oh the irony, realising that dreams aren’t caught over night; they aren’t shot with one bullet and certainly aren’t made for the weak.

We’re in the basement locked down with talent, we’re sharing a future where global success isn’t success, we’re at the peak of success where getting your voice across the room is success, where a peace of mind doesn’t break the peace in your neighbourhood. Wearing no brands merely because we’re a brand ourselves and walking with no headphones on merely because the entire globe ought to listen to us, we’re still looking for a big enough and good enough audience in order to verbalise freely.

The battles lost gave us adequate time to clearly identify our past mistakes, all the chances we failed to take for the fact that we were too afraid of failure was in fact the biggest failure. The times we stepped back and held back talent because we weren’t ready to face the whole world, we should’ve been considerate if the entire world was ready to face us. We lost battles but gained enough room to establish a better tactic in moving forward.