Sometimes we fail. We fail and we feel lost and depleted and scared. So what do we do with those feelings? Me? I write self-flagellating, unfunny essays in an effort to cradle the splinters of my fragile ego while introspecting to the point of violent illness. Onward!
At the end of last year, I had the idea to make a Disco Floor making app. I finally got around to completing the first version. It's missing a lot but I've enjoyed it a ton and wanted to pull some thoughts together on it.
I've never done anything as rewarding, or as reckless, as making the jump to programming/development/software engineering, but it's worth it to be the source of your own momentum, even if just for a bit.