i been thinking that if everything that has happened these last 3 years,
even if i thought it was so negative,
was actually part of God’s plan?

this time last year of june 2025,
in about a month,
i was gonna come where i am now for a BBQ.
i didn’t want to come but something urged me to go.
when i left here that night to go back to new yawk,
i have on video telling my friend i was gonna live here.

“i don’t know how,
but i’m going to live here.”

and even though this transition wasn’t ‘a walk in the park…

this time in june 2026,
i have a job and working towards getting my own space.
i am worried about if i’ll have my money together by august,
but this is why i’ve been thinking so heavy on all that has happened.

when i look at videos of my phone from this time last year,
i can remember how i was feeling pretty hopeless.
i had no job and barely scratching the surface financially.
i was literally in the crib 24/7,
not going anywhere because i was tight on funds.
nowadays i’m back outside and going to the gym,
eating differently,
and meeting/networking with so many new people.

if i told the jamari from 2025 this would be his life,
i think he would LMAO heavy in my 2026 face.

life is interesting in that regard.
when you need to be YOINKED out of something,
it will feel like the forests are burning down around you.
you have no other options and life starts looking bleak.
it isn’t until after you settle,
you realize it was a setback leading you to a setup.

God truly comes through for me in the 11th hour.

that male you liked didn’t show interest for a reason.
those people you thought were friends turned their backs on you for a reason.
life got terrible for a reason.

it made me wonder about trusting the process,
or maybe the real question is:

how many things have we called disasters…

…that God was calling new directions?