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📓 Saturday, October 4, 2025 — 5:06 p.m.
Sitting in my white GMC van on Crenshaw, I finish off a box of chili cheese fries from Wienerschnitzel.
The shade’s cool, the breeze gentle.
Jeremy Corbell’s voice plays through my phone — another whistleblower, another mystery.
This one’s about a report called Immaculate Constellation. What it means, who knows.
I think back to something Jordan Peterson once said:
“Writing is thinking — and it’s highly important to do it. Critical thinking is necessary.”
At the time, all I remember thinking was, Huh. Well, I don’t like writing. I’m not a writer.
But in time, I learned something simple:
you don’t have to be a writer to express what’s real.
My younger brother has been going through a hard time after an abrupt breakup with his girlfriend. I told him, You should write. It’s helped me think better, express better, and process things.
The truth is, I never really understood how important it was to process anything. Writing forces you to sit with your thoughts — and when you return to them later, you often see something new.
As I sit here under this shade on Crenshaw, I’m about to leave soon.
Tonight, I’ll be watching UFC 320: Alex Pereira vs. Magomed Ankalaev for the Light Heavyweight Championship of the World. My brother wanted to see it — so I’ll oblige.
We’ll sit, talk, and cheer two gladiators tonight.
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