Like many in Black America, I spent an hour and a half earlier this week watching Diddy's motivational documentary, Can't Stop Won't Stop. While many themes were evident throughout the movie—loyalty, work ethic, and the power of Bad Boy Entertainment in the 90's—one stuck out most to me: be hungry.  Throughout various accounts of Diddy's rise to fame, his hunger remained constant. He...

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I see you, sis. Crouching down in your chair hoping not to be seen. Sitting quietly and timidly—probably fake texting someone so you look busy. You're not busy, you're uncomfortable. You're trying your hardest not to be awkward; not to appear out of place. Unfortunately, the look on your face gives it away. I saw how you walked into that room, avoiding eye...

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I watched your lifeless body like a hawk. Like I was part of your recruit class and had to protect this post. You laid there, expressionless, and all I could think about was your cheesy grin. That moment, as I glanced at your body, was the only time I'd ever seen you without a smile on your face. I quickly looked away. I'd...

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It's June. Six months into 2017. It came quicker than I expected.  They say this is the month you start to evaluate where you are with your goals; you look back at your vision board and start placing checkmarks. They say you start to shift your thinking this month; you start adjusting your tactics to finish off strong; to close out the goals...

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