Walking Back Into My Own Life — One Loud Step at a Time   There are days when life feels like it’s running without you, a full on sprint, and you’re just left in the dust of your own shadow. Like you’re watching your own existence through a fogged-up window, knowing you’re in there somewhere, but not sure how to get back to the version of you that feels alive. I’ve been in that space for a minute. Longer than I wanted to admit. Not broken, not spiraling, not defeated, just gone in a way that’s hard to describe. Like the

🔥 THE FORGE — HEAT REPORT: “Working Through the Fog” By One Bad Maa / Behind the Scenes of the Realm     The Forge isn’t poetic today. It’s not fiery or cinematic, it’s just existing.  It’s the quiet kind of heat , the kind that slips under your skin when you’re exhausted, sick, burnt, but still forcing one foot in front of the other because stopping feels worse, than doing nothing and resting. This week, the Realm didn’t blaze… it simmered. And that still counts.   🫠 WHAT’S MELTING:  My energy, for one. This cold knocked me sideways. Brain