TICKER TAPE PARADE

You know that thing when you get an idea in your head and it's crazy? At least, it starts out crazy. There are all sorts of reasons why it would never work; you start counting them on your fingers. You reason with yourself and tell yourself you need some psychiatric help or a good old reality check.

Then after a while, it doesn't seem that impossible after all. In fact, you start to think it might well be achievable, with the wind in the right direction and the stars aligned, maybe. And if it works? Wow, if it works. It'll be the best thing you've ever done!

The idea is intoxicating. Surely it's worth the risk, the investment, the adventure? Surely it's worth going for?

But what would everyone else think? They'd think it's crazy of course, because actually, it sort of is. They'd try to persuade you out of it with interventions and sit-downs and coffees. But think of it! Just think of it!

Then you start dreaming. It fills your dreams with wonder, like the Wright Brothers dreamed of flying or Neil Armstrong dreamed of the Moon. The more you dream, the more achievable it seems; you can't not succeed. And your friends and your family will one day look at you, wide-eyed with disbelief as you sail to the Moon or you come back waving through your ticker tape parade.

Know that feeling?

Nope, me neither.