For almost two full years, I teetered on the ledge of wanting to start, full of fear.  Now, two years on the other side of it, all I can say is I’m so thankful I took the jump.

What little idea are you holding onto, waiting for someday—when you have more experience, or when you’re better at it, or when you’re more confident in it?  What if that experience, betterment, and confidence came from simply starting?