What happens when you stop postponing life for "someday"? I'm spending my 33rd year running 12 experiments to answer one question: How do you build a state of joy that coexists with the uncertainty of life? This is autoethnographic research—documenting real-time experiments in creative expression, intentional living, and deprogramming from hustle culture. No guru shit, just messy truth from the wilderness.

What happens when you show up to create every day for a month — not to go viral, but to recover your creativity? This essay shares what Vlogtober taught me about fear, perfectionism, and finding peace