The moment we've all been waiting for
I have an expectation hangover, and it's almost funny.
No matter how many times I've told myself that everything won't magically be better, I still expected this great moment when we finally shipped the first SOLOSHOT3's after 2 years and 3 weeks of blood, sweat, tears, countless flights, sleepless nights, and moments of doubt.
Over the past 10 years since I read this poem, I've written and talked about it many, many times. But here it is again, at the most anticipated moment of my professional life.
Ah, the irony.
So we shipped. It wasn't perfect, and it still isn't. I told myself I wasn't expecting the seas to part and the sun to shine brighter, but I definitely was.
I don't have the happy ending and the truth is, I never will. There is no destination, only the process. Someone once told me to strive for "complete JG happiness and success". I always took that as somewhere I was going.
I am reminded (once again) that I must find that today. And tomorrow. And the day after that. I don't know what that looks like yet but there won't be some special moment when it all becomes clear.
The more days you wait (for whatever it is), the more days you waste.