Sleepless nights when I try to make sense of the confused chaos of my own brain. These are the late hours when I think about:

  • why we can’t let teen girls like things and the purchasing power they command once their wallets are valuable
  • skewed perception of fiscal value and monetary services, until one day we learn about wall street and everything changes
  • the implicit generational trauma of being a child of the internet, information overload and polarization unbound.
  • the fuzzy edges of my consciousness from self-aware to world-aware in a house of cards newscycle: that post 9-11, kindergarten during katrina, elementary school financial crisis state of mind.


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