🔥Up In Smoke; The Opening Entry✨

There’s a moment a pause I feel almost every day. Usually early in the morning… or right after life decides to hit me with one more thing. It’s that strange pause where everything I’m building feels like it lifts into the air and goes up in smoke.
It’s wild. Untamed. Beautiful. Impossible to hold, even when it’s right in front of you.

That’s what my life feels like right now.

A whirlwind of long nights and early mornings. Big decisions, little decisions & doubts about those decisions. Too much coffee, not enough sleep and faith I didn’t know I had until I started trying to build something from nothing.

A brand.
A business.
A future.
A life.
All at the same time.

And somewhere between the coffee that keeps my feet on the ground and the cigars that help me breathe through the chaos, I realized I needed space a place to put the pieces down. A place where the moments don’t disappear as fast as I’m living them.

That’s how this journal started. I kept saying I need to unpack what’s in my mind, let out everything thats in there so I can breathe.

It’s not to impress anyone.
It’s not for strategy.
It’s not even as a business move.

I wanted somewhere to share the parts people don’t see, the messy middle, the calm I’m fighting for, the beauty inside the breakdowns, the truths behind the rituals.

Because if you’re here, maybe you understand it too.
Maybe you’re building something? A dream, a business, a new identity, a new chapter. Maybe you know what it feels like to hold everything together with one hand while reaching for more with the other.

And maybe, like me, you crave those quiet rituals that bring you back to yourself.

One cup.
One cigar.
One breath.
One reminder that you’re still here, still building, still becoming.

This is the beginning of a new chapter for me.

The beginning of Filler & Roast, as I expand my real estate world, and build Nell’s Social alongside my partner and fiancé (all while trying to plan a wedding) This is our beginning as well, we’re creating something bigger than us. A foundation. A future. Our future.

And I don’t want to only remember the big moments.
I want the in-between ones too. The ones that fade too quickly. The ones that matter the most.

So… welcome in.
Welcome to my chaos.
My clarity.
My rituals.
My becoming.

Welcome to Up In Smoke.

— Lexi