My new boss in Tel Aviv for summer told me today, "it's going to be hard, but you are going to have to get your creativity brain on when you come here."
This is like someone telling me, "now, you can shave your head and everyone will still love you." or, "go ahead, cook naked."
This is going to be the most liberating experience ever.
And the words of Steve Jobs suddenly come to life, suddenly shed their cáscara: "Avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. YOU ARE ALREADY NAKED. There is no reason not to follow your heart."
... And in my heart, Picasso talks: "I am always doing things I can't do. That is how I get to do them." So here I am, in my kitchen without real clothes on, hair up, thinking how in the heck am I going to decorate my new apartment. Make jokes in Hebrew to the Israeli bus drivers; ooo! Doodle through meetings. Be as weird and as beautiful as possible. Let go of the expectations of Mexico for a while. Find a totally new type of exhilarating.
I guess I've gone through this before. Patterns of restraint, release; restraint, release. I think I've found it. I think I've found release in this corporate cycle. Not the last one, but a damn important one. Some sort of 'me' ness is let out, like a little bird or mosquito in the wind, wings flapping.
Now if I can just add data science and changing the world, I'm freaking found.
