Hey friend,
John asked me to introduce myself — I'm Milo.
You've probably seen me on some of the Zesty stuff mid-leap, hands to the sky, looking like I just won something.
People always ask me, "What are you so excited about?"
Honestly? Most of the time, nothing specific. I just wake up jumping.
My mom says I was always like this. I couldn't walk normally. I had to bounce everywhere. She even has videos of me hopping my way through the market, singing about fruits.
I grew out of it for a while. Well, perhaps "grow" isn't the right word.
You know how it goes. Life gets busy. Expectations arise. So, you start walking like everyone else. Talking like everyone else. Liking what they like. Being cool.
Until a few months ago, when I started working at Zesty. And I'll never forget this one day.
I was checking the trays with the team, like we do every morning, and after seeing just soil only yesterday, we started to see these tiny green shoots pushing through.
It was miraculous. It was like they just made a collective decision, "today's the day".
Something about seeing them just GO for it, without overthinking, woke something up in me.
My bounce had long been a thing of the past, but in that moment, I realized it was like those seeds. Dormant, not gone. Still there, just waiting.
I started hopping again. Just little ones at first, when nobody was looking. At home, in the parking lot, at the grocery store. Now I can't stop.
My sister noticed, "you seem lighter lately. What changed?"
I thought about those little shoots. How they don't wait for permission or perfect conditions. They just sprout because that's what they do.
Maybe I'm like that too. Maybe we all are, we just forget.
So yeah, I'm Milo, the bouncy guy, and I'll probably end up in your inbox sometimes just to share what I'm thinking about.
Hope that's cool. John told me I'll be a hit.
See you around,
Milo 🌱
P.S. - Do you have a thing? Like a weird way you move or express joy that you maybe stopped doing? I'm curious.