Let it marinate

Flow is a liar.

It turns one direction into the direction. It turns momentum into certainty. It turns speed into truth.

That’s how good ideas lose their balance. Not by doubt. By locking in too early.

Marinating is the counterweight.

Not procrastination. Not perfectionism. A pause long enough to see what you missed while you were pushing.

Because the zone is great for making. Terrible for judging.

The trap is obvious: a pause can become a hiding place.

So the rule matters.

If I’m marinating, I’m still moving. I’m just moving slower than my adrenaline wants.

Ship too fast and you ship the wrong thing. Wait too long and you ship nothing.

Marinate the decision. Execute the direction.