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When I was a kid I thought adults had it figured out.

You grow up, you get the job, you do the thing. Life happens somewhere in there.

Then I became an adult and realized... no. Most people are just keeping it together. Trying not to think too hard about whether this is it.

I didn't want that. I still don't.

So I build stuff. I help people figure out how to leave the country. The insurance, the logistics, the stuff nobody wants to think about but everyone needs before they can actually go.

It's not glamorous. But someone comments “I thought this was just for trust funders until I made it happen myself” and that's... I don't know. That's real.

I live in Mexico. I'm flying to Thailand next month. Then Brazil. I run everything from my laptop. Airports. Cafes. My girlfriend's couch. Whatever.

And I'm broke.

Like, actually broke. Not “investor money running low” broke. Just... the math doesn't work yet. I'm betting it will. I have to bet it will.

Nobody talks about that part. You see the photos. The flights. The freedom. You don't see the part where you're not sure how next month works.

I'm telling you because I don't know how else to explain why I'm doing this.

I fly hot air balloons.

I can't steer them. You go where the wind goes. You can't optimize it. You can't scale it. There's no business model.

It's the most useless thing I do.

And I can't stop.

When I'm up there, my brain goes quiet. Which never happens. I'm always building the next thing, chasing the next thing. That's just how I am. Probably always will be.

But up there... I just look. I look at the world with wonder. Like I used to when I was a kid. Before everything became a problem to solve.

I don't have some big insight about that. I just need it.

I need that look in people's eyes when they see what I see. A world that's worth wondering about.

So I keep doing it.

Fractal balloon design
Fractal balloon design
Fractal balloon design

designed by Jonathan at the fractalfoundation.org

I want to build a fractal balloon.

You know those patterns that repeat at every scale? Ferns. River deltas. The way your lungs branch. Lightning. It's the same shape over and over, smaller and smaller.

I want to share this fascination. I want the look in my passengers' eyes when they see the world from above to be shared with everyone who looks at it from below.

I don't have it yet. I have a balloon that's kind of beat up. It gets me and mine in the air. That's enough for now.

I don't know how I'm going to fund the real one. Probably the same way I fund everything. Make stuff, try to share it (and get people to pay for it teehee), figure it out, keep going.

Why?

Honestly I'm not totally sure. I just think... most people never get high enough to see how big everything is. And I think if they did, even once, it might change something.

Not in a big way. Just... a little crack in the way they see things.

I don't know. But I'm doing it anyway.

Aerostatic

If you want to watch someone build a life that doesn't make sense, I'll be here.

I'm not asking you to follow me.

I'm asking what you'd do if you stopped waiting.

Until I'm able to lift this off the ground, I'll be attempting to fund it with my day jobs. If you want to help me, maybe one of these will help you. If it helps you, you can help me.

And if you REALLY want to throw money at a fractal balloon... hire me.

I build websites. Apps. The kind of stuff that actually works and looks good too.

A few solid contracts and Goldilocks gets off the ground. You get a real project delivered... and a lifetime priority boarding pass.

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