This little discussion with myself continued as I hopped in the shower and I came up with the brilliant idea to start my own uni newspaper aimed at the mature age student. As I whipped my hair up into a lather (but not back and forth), the possibilities of this idea seemed endless. I remembered early last year in my film analysis class, a young student made the bold move of starting her very own film mag and it finally got off the ground with the first edition coming out in the last semester. If she could do it, why couldn't I? I must send her an email and see how she went about it, I told myself.
I jumped out of the shower as my creative juices seemed to be overflowing with ideas. I could call it
Now, in the harsh, dry, light of day, I'm forced to reconsider my 'brilliant' idea as the usual thoughts of self-doubt creep over me. For a couple of hours the possibilities seemed endless - now it just sounds ridiculous! How would I even do such a thing? Where would I find the time? Who would want to read it? It would probably get laughed at and thrown in the bin. But even amongst the negative thoughts my mind is so capable of creating, there is a tiny voice inside me that still thinks it is a possibility.
I wonder, did JFK junior have the same nagging doubts when he created George? I know, I know - my piddley little idea doesn't even compare to a political magazine created by America's Prince, but from little things, big things grow. With a little bit of self-belief anything is possible. Unfortunately, my big ideas and self confidence only occur either in the middle of the night or while I'm in the shower, which is probably where they should stay!