My kid keeps insisting
she did epic shit.
When she was a baby.
And I’m like. Kiddo. That was yesterday.
Or—plot twist—that’s actually the future.
You do this too. With your business.
*(you, catching yourself in the act)*
You’re already doing things that would’ve felt impossible a year ago…and still calling it “not yet."
I’m building something for the people who are done doing that.
(That’s not modesty. That’s your brain protecting you from your own brilliance.)
It’s not ready.
But when it is, you’ll want first dibs.
No pitch. Just a heads-up.
(And maybe a gentle reminder that your “someday” is someone else’s “damn, I should’ve started yesterday.”)
*(you, catching yourself in the act)*