Keep preparing, planning, waiting.
I managed to deceive myself this way for an entire year.
The seductive siren of endless preparation will fight to pull you in. To keep you preparing for the perfect plan.
Of course, the hilarity is that it doesn’t exist.
The perfect path/plan/project is a giant fucking myth – and it’s responsible for the countless toll of dreamers dying with their plans inside of them.
I almost got sucked down this road to nowhere, luckily I have smart people around me to call me out on my shit.