Just out here raw dogging life. Years of saying, “One day, I’ll hike up Mt. Kenya.” No hiking experience. A bad knee. A busted hip. And then, five days of brutal climbs, freezing nights, and air so thin I might as well have been breathing through a straw. Altitude hit like a truck. Exhaustion had me questioning everything. But turning back wasn’t an option. I kept moving. Standing at the summit, all I could think was, “Well, damn… I actually did it.” Just vibes and pure stubbornness. 🤘🏾