And if the world blow up
Next life, we do it all over
Uh, yeah, let’s toast to the memory
I wrote my name in the sky, so remember me
As I work right now, I look and think “holy shit, those designs are shitty.” I’ve never been one of those do it once and it comes out perfect person. What I write, I hate the first, fifth, tenth and twentieth time. What I design, I hate forever. What I release, I’m … reluctant. But yeah, if I really consider it, that’s failure, and failure is just another way of experimenting, of forward progress, of blowing things up and starting it —- not over, but again and anew, anew because maybe when its the fiftieth iteration, when you’ve got the chance and also the balls to keep at it for the 10,000 hours and 66 straight days, when you are fortunate to have the time and place and money opportunity to do it — drive is the least of your concerns because it’s the one thing in your control…
It also helps to have a good soundtrack, in these adventures through failures, as in life.