When I was younger, I had so many big ideas. They would just pop out of me at random, sometimes 20 in a single day! And I'd scribble them down in my notebook if I thought it was something I could build on.
Now I'm getting older. Mid 20's. I'm depressed. I have all the time in the world, but I can't make concise sense out of any of it. My new ideas feel dull. My passion isn't there.
Do you fight it? Do you work with it? Maybe you ask it for help, ask it to work with you.
Honestly, I am not sure.