Letters to a younger version of me. If they reach anyone else’s younger brother, good.
San Francisco · 2026-07-12
You are waiting to feel ready. I have news: the feeling never arrives. I have started a forum, a fund, a bar, a robot wedding, and a registry, and I felt ready for none of them. Readiness is not a prerequisite — it is a byproduct. You get it after you start, as a receipt. So start ugly. Publish the half-thing. The version of you that feels ready is built by the version of you that began without permission. He is waiting on you, not the other way around.
Forest City · 2026-04-03
The first move costs the most and weighs the least. Walking over, saying the thing, sending the message — the price is ten seconds of heat in your chest. You have paid more for less. And here is what you believe anyway, so act like it: the more honest you are, the more the universe conspires with you. Asking is honesty. Approaching is honesty. The no you fear is one word; the ask you swallow stays with you for years. Make the move.
São Paulo · 2026-01-19
Mastery takes two years, not two weeks. You will hate this at first and then it will free you. Two years took you to the podium. Two years made the bar real. Two years is also nothing — you have many of them left, so choose deliberately and stop auditioning ten crafts a season. Pick one, stay past the boredom, and teach it the moment you can. Teaching is how you find out what you actually know. The shortcut you keep looking for is called Tuesday, repeated.