there were two days when money was so tight that we worked outside a 
Shell petrol pump while we waited for a transfer. laptops open, snacks rationed, trying to look less broke than we were. very founder-core, very dumbass.
it was not some heroic founder moment. it was a logistics fuck-up with a good story attached. the only useful thing to do was keep working, make the next call, and stop pretending momentum fixes normal-life problems.
in July, I dropped out of school. by then the trip we had planned for seven to ten days had turned into 25, and the normal plan was already not fitting anymore. we came back with sharper product questions, a stronger team, and a much more practical idea of what it costs to keep showing up.