The rest of you could be people I know and love, or maybe you’re a blogger who’s been hanging out with me in this weird party for the last few years. It’s okay that I’m not sure who you are. It shouldn’t really matter.
At some point you reach this mode of fleshing out ideas pretty quickly, and finding the fatality in them. In short time you’ve dismissed the real viability of your idea, sometimes only because you know yourself well enough to know that someone else would be far better at nailing your great idea than you would. It just wouldn’t claim you the way other ideas do.