After I Hit SUBMIT to an Incubator

What do you think happened after submitting my application to an incubator? My mind proceeded to dip into insanity. For an entire day I would think I'm ninety nine percent sure they will accept me into their incubator program. Then the next day I'm ninety nine percent sure they laughed and threw my application into the delete bin.

This is how's it's been ever since I hit SUBMIT. I wish I could stop thinking about it. Each day it's one way or the other way. I can't seem to stop the obsession of my curiosity. I don't want to wait six weeks for the answer. So my mind has to argue with itself. Each ninety nine percent viewpoint has good reason to win.

It's not my current startup that I seek to join an incubator, it's the offspring from my current startup. Since I am the only one who can see inside of my head, of course I know how truly scalable, and awesome the idea is. Yet on the side of tossing me into the trash, is the fact that I do not know all the knowledge that the people running the incubator know. They may know about such an idea and they may know why it's not a good idea.

If I was in an incubator, oh man could I sore. I would not waste one moment of knowledge. I would use the time with them to the fullest extent of shaping my new idea. I could never let down these professors whom would guide me into creating a gift for humanity. And those handicaps I have, no co-founder, no coding skills, third grade level of grammar, borderline crazy, well I never worry about those things, but they might. They might judge me wrongly. Or I did not do a good enough job at explaining my idea.

So back in forth my mind will fight out the decision that only they can make.

One thing is for sure. It's either going to be acceptance, which would give me jubilation beyond reason. Or it's going to be rejection, which would put me into a few days of sorrow – then I'd have to drink a six pack – boo whoooo