The Day I Realized I Was Forgettable—And Why That Changes Now

I met an old friend recently.

He looked at me and said—“You’ve changed.”

Not in a bad way. Just… different.

Less spark. Less edge. Less you.

And he was right.

The truth is—I had lost it for a while.

The charisma. The drive. The clarity.

After my last job ended (government regime change), I moved to France.

Started over. Became an entrepreneur. Built products. Fought fires.

Wore 12 hats. Argued specs with engineers. Drowned in “shoulds.”

But somewhere in that blur—I stopped asking:

What am I actually world-class at?

Lately, the question’s been ringing louder:

“What are you good at?”

“No, really—what’s your unfair edge?”

At first, I had a weak answer.

But now I know:

• I’m sharp with people.

• I see patterns others miss.

• I write to distill noise into clarity.

• I execute with a bias for momentum.

What I don’t have (yet) is that one thing that makes me undeniable.

But I’m working on it.

I’ve got the energy back. The fire’s real.

I’m at that founder fork again: where hunger meets direction.

So here’s where I’m at:

Become so good they can’t ignore me.

Let’s build.