Reflection on Today's Quote
You know what’s funny? We romanticize success stories, but we rarely talk about how many times the hero sat in the dark, surrounded by broken pieces of whatever they were building, wondering if they were just wasting time. Edison didn’t trip over genius. He insisted on it—stubbornly, obsessively, almost irrationally. Ten thousand wrong turns, and he still didn’t take the hint. That kind of madness is its own kind of brilliance.
What if failure isn’t a wall, but a mirror? Not showing you who you’re not—but who you could be, if you stop flinching every time something doesn’t go as planned. I mean, how many things in your life worked perfectly the first time? Your first relationship? First job? First pancake?
You don’t need a flawless streak. You need a backbone thick enough to keep showing up when things get awkward, disappointing, or just plain absurd. Edison didn’t “persevere.” He refused to be done. There’s a difference. One sounds noble. The other sounds dangerous. And sometimes, dangerous is the only way the light turns on.
