… random note on building

I’m scared.

Deciding to build a company was the easy part.
Today was not.

I was screening technical cofounders and it suddenly hit me. Do I actually want to go on a long, messy journey with someone I’m not familiar with? Someone I barely know but would have to trust deeply?

Then the doubt crept in.
Should I even be doing this?

Which very quickly turned into an existential crisis because of course it did. We’re only here for a minute. Literally. So what’s the point of any of this?

Right now, I want to stop. I want a break. I’m overwhelmed.
But I have a meeting with the content developer for the platform, so I guess I don’t really have time to be overwhelmed just yet.

If we’re all going to die anyway, what does it matter?

But then… if this makes me happy while I’m alive, maybe that’s reason enough. Maybe that is the point.

And if it doesn’t work out – would I still be happy?
I think so. I’d have enjoyed the process. I’d have tried. I’d have felt something.

So yeah.
I guess we’re doing it…afraid.