Feelings, Failure, and the Flood of Ideas
Sometimes I really love how my brain works. Other times, I wish it came with an off switch. There are moments when I feel like my mind is a whiteboard in a storm—ideas flying onto it from every direction, half-formed, overlapping, impossible to erase. It’s exciting. It’s energizing. It’s also… a bit overwhelming. I get inspired easily. Then I start shaping the inspiration into something more tangible. Then I start thinking how to actually make it real. And before I know it, I’m halfway through concepting a physical prototype in my head—when all I really did was take a walk, or have a conversation, or leave my computer at work to “take a break.” Spoiler: I didn’t take a break. Not in my head. A Thought That Didn’t Leave Me Alone Lately, I’ve been reflecting more—not just on ideas, but on feelings. I had a moment this week where I…