Hey friends,

It’s been about six months since I wrote anything publicly. That stretch of silence came with a lot of changes:

I became a dad. I built things. I broke things. I let parts of myself fall quiet without knowing what would take their place.

But this week, I’m finally ready to say something out loud — something that’s been sitting in my chest for a while:

I still love music… but I forced it.

I held onto it too tightly because I thought I had to. I thought it was part of my identity. I turned it into a business, tried to make it make sense, tried to keep the joy alive while packaging it into a product.

And in the process, something shifted.

The love didn’t disappear, but it got tired.

It stopped feeling like oxygen. It started to feel like obligation.

Like something I had to keep doing to stay “me.”

And that’s a hard thing to admit — especially when music has been at the center of my life for so long.

But here’s what I’ve learned:

Letting go isn’t the same as giving up.

Sometimes, it’s just making space to breathe again.

So, no — this isn’t some dramatic goodbye to music. I’m not erasing it or pretending it didn’t shape me. I’m just putting it somewhere safe for now. In a little mental hub where it doesn’t have to earn anything.

Where it can just be what it is — a part of me that doesn’t need to be monetized or managed.

So what am I doing now?

I’m building systems.

I’m thinking about how work should feel.

I’m obsessed with automating the small stuff so there’s more room for the real stuff.

And I’m ready to start sharing that journey publicly.

If you’re still here, thank you. I don’t take that for granted.

Whether you’re into systems, business, creativity, or just navigating what the hell it means to shift lanes in life — I hope what I share next helps in some way.

This is the start of something new.

And maybe, a little lighter.

Chat soon,

Harrison