There was one thing I knew for certain - I didn't want to look anything less than perfect, polished, and put together. There was absolutely no room for letting my hair down. I was so hungry for more, but couldn't seem to get satiated from much of anything. What did more even mean for me?
I was kicking and screaming on the inside, while doing anything I could on the outside to avoid the feelings I felt beginning to boil. The truth was staring me in the face but I just. couldn't. see. it. So with The Artist's Way book in hand and a global pandemic in the other, I began to write.... 

Fast forward 6 months - I was in the process of writing and strategizing what I thought would be my first studio album for release soon thereafter. Who knew how much purity I would discover from sitting with my longest lost love, inner adri? I was loving every minute of it. 

That first time you hear your own song played back to you? I was over the moon and dreaming BIG dreams. 

I thought this was the end of a chapter, and in some ways it was. I would now do music and all would be well in my universe.

What no one told me about and I could have never foreseen, was the medicine that arrived at my door when that album’s writing was complete. The truth landed right in my lap - an unintended prologue. 

The origins of unfoldment. This is where I end and your story begins.

Adri🎧🌞✌️🎵 

Top: Wandering around Split, Croatia with Remote Year. Left: Meeting Benito the donkey in San Miguel de Allende. Right: Getting hyped about launching this business!