If you’re anything like me you love ideas.
You have them all the time and you have friends that you spend a ton of time just talking about ideas with. It’s like the foundation of your friendship, this common crush on exciting and new ideas.
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.
Then you are walking home from a coffee shop and your favorite hockey team is sitting in a locker room in your home town just one game away from claiming the Stanley Cup for the first time since 1961 and you’re just kind of staring at the top edge of the mountains just North of the city and you think something that starts to make you shake.
Like, you starting fleshing out this little idea for a little project and you love it so much you can’t find a reason not to do it and you want to be doing it RIGHT THAT MOMENT.
You’re now walk running, and you’re still trying to figure out what sucks about the idea.
Just kind of vibrating with impatience.
With those ideas, those ideas that make you shake a little bit….with those ideas you get on the dance floor and you dance.