I used to love our Percolator. My parent's had one which happily glugged away ready for our strong after dinner coffee and I bought one when I moved out from a jumble sale that lasted a good 20 years until I got a Mocca Pot and a Filter coffee machine.
But of course I am not really talking coffee here but rather the slow percolation of thoughts and ideas as whilst I do have Eureka! moments I think they are actually the result of much thinking and brewing of ideas getting stronger as they percolate through my grey cells.
It's a bit like where I am now in my deliberations about whether to continue the business or not. Ideas are forming and slowly coming together. The finished article isn't honed yet, it or they more likely, haven't had time to fully form and become whole. I have spent a good month thinking and planning and getting the stuff out of my head and on to paper but that isn't good enough this time because to continue requires an element of commitment that I am not sure I want to put in only for this evil old man to continue lobbing bricks at me from the 'safety' of his solicitors but somehow, I cannot see these are their letters, rather his printed on their paper as some of it doesn't read or appear right to me and to spell his name incorrectly a number of times and to badly format the points seems as if it is just a top and tailing exercise to me. So do I want the arse ache? Can I be bothered?
Of course the other side of me says "Give it a go" as you won't know unless you do. There are benefits and disadvantages to it all and one of these is whether I have the courage of my convictions which have been somewhat eroded by his constant attacks on me.
Are you doing it for the right reasons? Is it now me that wants some sort of revenge by not taking it any further? So that's why my mind is in turmoil and there's the commitment and reward (if any) as well. Back to the percolator and back to letting the ideas brew a bit further I guess. We will get there in the end I have no doubt.
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