#30–What makes the party-pooper in my head so appealing?

In the early morning, at the gym, I'm full of ideas. I'm going to contact this person, and I'll create a list, and I'll write a post, and I'll do this, and I'll do that...

But then, at some point, the Ghost of Idea Deflection (aka, the party-pooper in my head) sneaks in. It's quiet at first, just observing.

It lets me have a moment for my High Dream.

Until it takes the front stage.

• "It's never gonna work."
• "No one will want it."
• "It's too difficult."
• "People don't care."
• "Why bother, anyway?"
• "You'll never make money."
• "You'll look stupid."
• "You can never change."

Earlier this evening, walking on the South Pointe Pier in South Beach, my hair twisted by the strong winds, I noticed how comforting it was to have my High Dream crushed by the party-pooper. How familiar.

It felt good to feel sad and desperate.

It felt safe.

When do you choose safety over growth?

Love,

Carolina

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