Think about the visuals of a team room at half-time. The scoreboard is close. The air is thick with sweat and adrenaline. The walls hum with tension. The captain stands, not to shout orders, but to remind the group: stay in your role, trust each other, keep the shape.

Let’s be honest: The world is drowning in gurus. Every second ad is some guy in a linen shirt, “living his best life,” flogging a...

Look out the window. It's sunny every day here. It's like manifest destiny. Don't tell me we didn’t make it. We made it! We are here.

Mediocrity. To settle halfway up a difficult mountain. A negotiation between a drive to excel & the biological urge for comfort.

Beyoncé's lyrics ring true to the tone of the day. Who run the world? Girls. And who better at it? Girls.