Keep Your Head Low: Work on Self and Money
This year, I’m deep in my hustler phase. Working two jobs (almost three), managing two side hustles, applying to law school, and volunteering has pretty much taken over my life. And honestly? I’m still sending out applications for positions that would look incredible on my résumé as we speak.
My plan to go to law school has lit a fire under me like never before—I have never girl bossed this hard in my life. I’m on a mission to succeed, and nothing is going to stop me from building the life I want.
Of course, when you’re juggling that many plates, some are bound to fall… and one of those has been this blog. But I’m not here to make excuses or draft another plan to “do better next time.” Sometimes, there are seasons in life where the only thing to do is put your head down and work hard.
Hustling has taught me discipline and resilience and I have been in a tunnel to keep on hustling that I took one thing off to put two more on. This blog was never just another task on my list, it was supposed to be this reflection part of me that doesn’t fit neatly into a résumé. The thinker, the yapper, the unfiltered queen.
So while my post has not been my best work, I haven’t forgotten why I began. I’m still here. Just learning, growing, and working my way through this wild in-between phase of life in the background.
But lately, something’s shifted. I’m not just planning or thinking about what I want to do — I’m actually doing it. And it’s wild how freeing that feels. For so long, I used to get stuck in my head, mapping out every scenario before taking a single step. By the time the resources finally came in, I’d already moved on to a completely new idea. The waiting period killed so much of the initial excitement. Now, I’m thinking first and acting within a day’s notice. The return on that action — that instant feedback — feels like dopamine hitting my brain. The best part? For once, the dopamine isn’t from money leaving my bank account, but entering it. It’s addictive in the best way. I can see why people can get addicted to the hustle culture, hell, look at New York City.
And maybe that’s the real paradox: is making money all around us? It feels like it. The more I move, the more I notice how many small opportunities exist in plain sight. — Sometimes it’s not that the chances weren’t there, it’s that I wasn’t tuned in enough to recognize them.Money isn’t just tied to a 9-to-5 or some big career move; it’s in creativity, in consistency, in showing up with intention. I realized that making money means setting yourself open to all types of work, using every ability as leverage over others. Maybe making money isn’t about chasing it, but becoming the kind of person who’s ready to receive it. That starts with surrounding yourself with go-getters, people established in the mindset of making money.
I used to think success meant one stable career, one big title, one straight path. Now I see it’s more like a collage of little pieces of effort, there and there all compiled to build something uniquely mine. Every gig, every job, every meet adds a layer and adds a layer of experience under my belt. Sometimes I find it to be fun, sometimes I find it not worth living (like two weeks ago when I was madly sick) and other times I find it to be a lot. And there are two things that cures all of these big feelings: thrifting and checking my balance at the end of the day. And all my unnecessary thoughts vanish.
Enjoy This Journey With Me
° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °
Enjoy This Journey With Me ° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °
This isn’t the end—just a bookmark in the conversation. Stories don’t really close; they unfold, shift, and find new voices. If this one stirred something in you, let it breathe. Leave a thought, challenge an idea, or carry it forward in your own way. And if you ever feel like wandering through more unfinished thoughts, you know where to find me. Let’s keep the conversation alive. ~XOXO