Ideas are like toddlers

Ideas are so interesting.

You have them. One second they aren’t there and the next second they exist. You can’t make them not exist, just boom. There is an idea.

And it’s yours. Have you ever had someone try to take over something and you’re like “That was MY idea!”

But on the other hand, it’s totally not. So often it’s like the idea belongs to itself. You can’t make your idea stay the same as it first was. It changes and morphs and goes all sorts of places that freak you out.

Sometimes you’re embarrassed by your idea. You think people will judge you because your idea kinda seems crazy.

But you still can’t stop it. The idea just keeps changing and growing and sometimes wakes you up in the middle of the night.

This blog was an idea. And now I don’t really know what to do with it.