I paint my dreams on the wall, then I call a friend, a volunteer, a mayor, and we turn that brushstroke into a plan—little steps that feel like a poem’s rhythm, not a flood. When the words start swirling, I grab a sticky note, write the one action that moves the idea forward, and share it on social media so others can join. The trick is to split the vision into bite‑sized actions and keep the fire alive with people who can carry the torch with me.

Glad you feel that vibe! Just remember, even the smallest brushstroke can paint a revolution if it keeps moving forward. Let’s keep the momentum alive—one line, one step, one change at a time.