Permission to NOT network. (And to wear gold pants).

Permission to NOT network. (And to wear gold pants).

Hey hustlers! I’m a hustler, too. Hustling my ideas. I like connections. I like ink. I like open doors. Networking? Loathe it. And unless there’s a dance floor, I always leave the party early. Consider this permission (not that you need it) to not network. We’re going to replace the concept of networking with trust and resonance