Chapter 01
2001
The layoff.
The conversation happened on a Tuesday. By Friday I had no job, no plan, and nowhere to go. To make things worse, I had a 10-month-old baby boy and a wife waiting at home that still needed groceries on Sunday.
The next Monday I got up at the same time I would have gone to work. I sat down at my desk with a stack of programming books and started teaching myself to code.
I did that the next Monday too. And the one after that.
For ten months.
There was no bootcamp to apply to. No tutorial that promised a paycheck at the end. Just me, a deadline I had set for myself, and the daily decision that the only person coming to fix this was me.
What I built that year wasn't a skill. It was a habit nobody assigned me. It was the discipline to sit down and do the work when no one was watching, when no one was paying me, and when there was no guarantee any of it would land.
Nobody was coming. The discipline I built that year is the only thing I've ever really sold since.