Monday Momentum — 26 May 2026
Brilliant days. Family, old friends, new ones. A few celebrations. A lot of conversations with people who are genuinely trying to do something good with their talents.
At some point over the weekend I caught myself thinking: how is it possible to read the news and conclude the world is broken, when every room I walk into is full of people willing to help each other grow?
I don’t think the news is lying. I think it’s sampling from the wrong population.
The world I keep finding, in the mountains, on the trails, in meetings, is quieter, more capable, and more generous than the headlines suggest.
That’s not optimism. It’s a different data set.
June starts soon and I have no room for noise. One of the ventures needs a delivery — real, tangible, late-but-not-too-late — or it doesn’t survive the summer. That’s not a dramatic statement. It’s just the arithmetic of early-stage work.
Head down. Grateful for the weekend. Eyes on the outcome.
What’s the gap between the world you read about and the world you actually move through? I’d be curious.