It doesn’t always happen in a lightning bolt.
Sometimes, it’s more like a flicker.
A quiet nudge in the back of your mind you keep brushing off because, well—life.
Dishes need doing.
Bills need paying.
And there’s always some fire to put out that somehow matters more than the spark that keeps tapping you on the shoulder.
But here’s what I’ve learned lately:
That spark doesn’t go away.
It waits.
Sometimes patiently. Sometimes not.
Sometimes it shows up in a journal entry at 2am.
Sometimes it shows up in the middle of a Zoom call, while you’re nodding through someone else’s priorities.
Sometimes it shows up when you’re just sitting in the quiet, eating sugar-free ice cream alone at Braum’s and wondering… what now?
For me, that moment came like a whisper I couldn’t ignore anymore.
A thought that wouldn’t leave me alone.
Write it.
Say it.
Let it live outside your head.
So, I did. Or at least… I started.
It’s still taking shape.
It’s raw and real and sometimes hard to hold.
But it’s mine.
And more importantly—it might just belong to someone else, too.
Because I think a lot of us have that one thought.
The one that keeps circling back no matter how far you try to outrun it.
The one that shines brighter than all the noise when the world finally quiets down.
The one that might just be your way forward.
I’m finally listening to mine.
I’ve got no marketing strategy. No big reveal. No scheduled launch.
Just a growing little body of work with a working title: That One Thought: After the Aha Moment.
I don’t know what will come of it.
But I know it matters.
Because for the first time in a long time, I’m building something that feels like mine—me.
Unposted. Unfiltered. Unapologetically aligned.
And maybe, just maybe… that’s the real aha.
No likes. No comments.
Just a little light to follow if you’ve been ignoring yours, too.

