Is it normal to wake up disillusioned with an idea you thought was so great?
Have you ever gone to bed unable to shut your eyes for the passionate racing of your mind as it ponders the gravity and possibilities of an idea you're certain is the brilliant offspring of your genius? Of course you have! I think we all have strokes of genius, however few and far between. But why is it that sometimes the idea that you go to bed thinking is your new raison d'etre turns out to be what you dismiss as the frantic ravings of your overtired brain in the morning?
This is so frustrating! How can a single night's sleep completely alter your perspective? . . . and I'm talking totally sober here. Is this merely a symptom of depression or the reason why humanity seems to be relatively slow to innovate and progress when you think about how many geniuses there are out there? Apparently most of them are not so self assured. Talk about an argument against the collective unconscious . . .
So, people, have you ever gone to bed with a super fantastic plan only to wake up feeling like sticking on your morning coffee is a more worthwhile pursuit?