World: 1, Will: 0

I’m going to write for 15 minutes and post this. I keep starting over and over trying to write and something about sitting down in front of the keyboard just drains the words out of me. I open my mouth to scream and not so much as a whisper makes it out.

I think part of the problem is I’m afraid to tell the truth. Afraid to admit that I’ve set out to do something and failed.

The same pattern of grand ideas and not enough follow through that has been a part of everything I’ve ever done is there. I see this huge problem and what it needs is a person with the good sense to tackle it one step at a time.

Someone who can stack up incremental changes little bit by little bit until eventually they all tip over and real change comes cascading down.

My thesis is simple. We’re fucking up the planet and the single most important thing we could create for dealing with that problem is gathering knowledge about exactly where and how the fucking up is taking place.

It seems to simple. Just start businesses that are transparent. Make the logistics open so that we know what is going where. We can even keep the money parts secret so people who want to be rich can do that.

Then we can see what is going where and who is doing what. We can find where the system is inefficient and make it work better.

I want to figure out how to some way get all the people like myself ― 20-30 somethings who want to make a difference to do coordinate somehow.

I searched and searched for a silver bullet, and couldn’t find it. It needs slow and steady to win this race. I need to figure out how to be that.

I also need to figure out how to let good enough be good enough. Jenni’s been telling me, “the perfect is the enemy of the good.” I just don’t know where to go from here. I want to work with someone ― lend my skills to a common effort. I just need to find that effort.

Time’s up.