I am tired.
A bone deep, heavy limbs, dreamy sort of exhaustion.
But I am happy. And content. And so energized.
It’s an incredibly privileged position to be in.
I thank my lucky stars every night I crawl into bed and every morning I wake up that I have given given this opportunity to do this thing, to make something that people actually want.
It is so much rarer than people think and I know all too well how very fortunate I am.
So it doesn’t matter that this week I’ll have been in 3 cities, fallen exhausted into 3 different beds.
All that matters is that I have this chance.
Before we got into YCombinator I craved and coveted it because it was the mecca of all bold tech companies trying to create the future. When we actually did get in I was alternatively ecstatic and wary. Ecstatic to find believers and to have the chance, wary that this famed model and pursuit of growth might break the very precious thing we’re building.
And now? It’s 4 weeks in, 1/3 over and I’m tired beyond comprehension. I have no idea how we’re going to do what we need to do. Everyday I’m told what I’m doing wrong.
And I’ve never felt more alive.
It’s intense and humbling and hard.
But what strikes me most is – every day of these 12 weeks is such a gift. The pushing beyond what you think you can possibly do. The headiness of focus.
Like Yoda, “Do or do not, there is no try.”
There are no excuses. I am surrounded by PhDs and rocket scientists (literally). People that are trying to cure cancer and solve energy problems and end hunger.
Everyone has their challenges. Their “how in the world are we going to do this” doubts. But we are all united in gratitude that we have the chance to try.
So yes, I am tired.
But more than that, I am grateful.
Because today, I get to do.