Brainstorm

I had this great idea that kept me up last night and woke me before 5 a.m. This is not the first time; in fact, I am so often seized by great ideas that people’s first reaction is not enthusiasm but eyerolls.  

This idea is different. More urgent, comfortably within my skill set, something that doesn’t yet exist and people are sure to love. And fine, I have said these very things about other great ideas, only to have my rabid excitement wither to a husk and float away.

But wait! There’s more.

An hour ago I took this great idea to a dear, talented, successful professional I have worked with in the past, suggested a collaboration, and I’m still feeling more exhilarated than foolish.

If this great idea goes nowhere else, that’s okay. I accept the ephemeral nature of a brainstorm, and am perversely delighted that right now, I feel jittery to the point of queasiness. I believe what I am describing is inspiration, and whether it comes as a flash or marks the beginning of everything to follow, it reads as light.