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A Deep Dive Into Purpose, Persistence, and the Power of Progress
Alright, let’s just call it what it is—everybody’s got goals. Some are just scribbles on the back of an old receipt; some are those wild, “uh, you sure about that?” kind of dreams that just won’t leave you alone. And, honestly, a few of ’em are so big, you look at them and wonder if you hit your head before writing that down. Still, here we are, chasing ‘em anyway.
So, real talk—what goal am I hacking away at these days?
Big reveal: I want to take my online thing and actually make it my full-time gig, not just something I do between real jobs. Yep, full-on location freedom, flexy hours, and, please, a heavy dose of creativity. If I’m throwing numbers around? I’ve got my sights on a steady 10k a month. Does that sound kind of internet-marketer-ish? Maybe, but that’s what pays the bills—and the plane tickets.
Here’s the kicker—it’s not just about stacking cash. I want to help other people get their own slice of independence, too. None of that “you need 200k followers” nonsense, either. I want to prove you can actually do this with a chill audience and real value.
But why? Why bother? I mean, everyone’s version of “making it” is different, right? Some folks want a fancy corner office, others just wanna pick up their kids on time or paint for a living. Me? I want out. Out of alarms, commutes, all of it. I want to drag my laptop to a coffee shack in Bali and work when I feel like it.
Writing is my happy place. Teaching people stuff, helping, creating things that make others go, “Oh DAMN, I can do that too?” That’s the magic. That’s why I bother.
If I can help one person tell their boss to take a hike (politely—or not), or build something online themselves, that’s it for me. That’s what I’m chasing—not just another line on my bank app.
Okay, but let’s not sugarcoat. From the outside, it all sounds like a montage scene in a Netflix show. Yeah right. Here’s what it’s really like: way less glamorous, way more coffee. I’m pumping out blog posts, Googling SEO stuff at 2 AM, building digital doodads that may or may not sell, fiddling with email lists, appeasing the social media gods, all of it. Sometimes, I’m absolutely killing it. Other times, I stare at my stats and wonder if the universe is trolling me.
And through all the imposter syndrome and second-guessing and random freakouts? You learn. About yourself mostly. There’s no crash course like building something from scratch and hoping it doesn’t combust.
Keeping the fire burning? Here’s how I fake it ‘til I make it (kinda):
1. Micro wins, baby. Instead of “get rich on the internet,” I just try to write something today, send one email, get one yes from one person. If you stack enough of those, hey, you’re moving, aren’t you?
2. I’m not above bribing myself with gold stars and tracking every microscopic win. Gimme those dopamine hits, please.
3. Habits, not just hype. If I write every damn day, eventually something happens. It has to, right? (Don’t answer that.)
4. Accountability squad. Got a couple internet buddies who call me out and keep me in line. We laugh at the fails, scream about the wins, and, let’s be honest, swap way too many memes.
5. And I keep the vision in my mind—freedom, purpose, impact. I grab that like a life raft when motivation ghosts me.
What have I actually learned? You ready for another list? Here you go:
— Perfection is a straight-up scam. Waiting to have it all figured out? You’ll wait forever. Messy starts are how you win.
— You don’t magically rise to your goals, you trip over your habits. Shout out to James Clear for that one.
— Consistency isn’t sexy, but it’s the only thing that ever works. Small, daily, boring—I’ll take that over “hustle ‘til you drop” any day.
— Nobody is confident all the time. Self-belief isn’t built in—you grow it by doing scary stuff on repeat.
— Progress trumps perfection. Always. Post it. Hit publish. Move on. The internet will survive your typos.
And if you’re sitting there thinking about your own Big Goal? My hot take: pick one that actually lights you up when stuff sucks. Not the one that looks cool on paper. Then break it down, track your wins, find your people, and just get started. No magic, just messy, honest effort.
So yeah. That’s what I’ve got. Catch me stubbornly chasing this wild idea until it sticks—or something way weirder happens.
Alright, let’s just call it what it is—everybody’s got goals. Some are just scribbles on the back of an old receipt; some are those wild, “uh, you sure about that?” kind of dreams that just won’t leave you alone. And, honestly, a few of ’em are so big, you look at them and wonder if you hit your head before writing that down. Still, here we are, chasing ‘em anyway.
So, real talk—what goal am I hacking away at these days?
Big reveal: I want to take my online thing and actually make it my full-time gig, not just something I do between real jobs. Yep, full-on location freedom, flexy hours, and, please, a heavy dose of creativity. If I’m throwing numbers around? I’ve got my sights on a steady 10k a month. Does that sound kind of internet-marketer-ish? Maybe, but that’s what pays the bills—and the plane tickets.
Here’s the kicker—it’s not just about stacking cash. I want to help other people get their own slice of independence, too. None of that “you need 200k followers” nonsense, either. I want to prove you can actually do this with a chill audience and real value.
But why? Why bother? I mean, everyone’s version of “making it” is different, right? Some folks want a fancy corner office, others just wanna pick up their kids on time or paint for a living. Me? I want out. Out of alarms, commutes, all of it. I want to drag my laptop to a coffee shack in Bali and work when I feel like it.
Writing is my happy place. Teaching people stuff, helping, creating things that make others go, “Oh DAMN, I can do that too?” That’s the magic. That’s why I bother.
If I can help one person tell their boss to take a hike (politely—or not), or build something online themselves, that’s it for me. That’s what I’m chasing—not just another line on my bank app.
Okay, but let’s not sugarcoat. From the outside, it all sounds like a montage scene in a Netflix show. Yeah right. Here’s what it’s really like: way less glamorous, way more coffee. I’m pumping out blog posts, Googling SEO stuff at 2 AM, building digital doodads that may or may not sell, fiddling with email lists, appeasing the social media gods, all of it. Sometimes, I’m absolutely killing it. Other times, I stare at my stats and wonder if the universe is trolling me.
And through all the imposter syndrome and second-guessing and random freakouts? You learn. About yourself mostly. There’s no crash course like building something from scratch and hoping it doesn’t combust.
Keeping the fire burning? Here’s how I fake it ‘til I make it (kinda):
1. Micro wins, baby. Instead of “get rich on the internet,” I just try to write something today, send one email, get one yes from one person. If you stack enough of those, hey, you’re moving, aren’t you?
2. I’m not above bribing myself with gold stars and tracking every microscopic win. Gimme those dopamine hits, please.
3. Habits, not just hype. If I write every damn day, eventually something happens. It has to, right? (Don’t answer that.)
4. Accountability squad. Got a couple internet buddies who call me out and keep me in line. We laugh at the fails, scream about the wins, and, let’s be honest, swap way too many memes.
5. And I keep the vision in my mind—freedom, purpose, impact. I grab that like a life raft when motivation ghosts me.
What have I actually learned? You ready for another list? Here you go:
— Perfection is a straight-up scam. Waiting to have it all figured out? You’ll wait forever. Messy starts are how you win.
— You don’t magically rise to your goals, you trip over your habits. Shout out to James Clear for that one.
— Consistency isn’t sexy, but it’s the only thing that ever works. Small, daily, boring—I’ll take that over “hustle ‘til you drop” any day.
— Nobody is confident all the time. Self-belief isn’t built in—you grow it by doing scary stuff on repeat.
— Progress trumps perfection. Always. Post it. Hit publish. Move on. The internet will survive your typos.
And if you’re sitting there thinking about your own Big Goal? My hot take: pick one that actually lights you up when stuff sucks. Not the one that looks cool on paper. Then break it down, track your wins, find your people, and just get started. No magic, just messy, honest effort.
So yeah. That’s what I’ve got. Catch me stubbornly chasing this wild idea until it sticks—or something way weirder happens.
