To Makers, To the ones who dance like no one’s watching. We go too long without telling our stories. Stories of how we made something great, something that failed, something small, something that works. How that experience shapes us. How it propels us. Maybe it’s because we’re waiting for the right time. For someone to tell it for us. Maybe because we feel there’s nothing to tell. Because we forget. Because we are still busy making. This is why today, I am starting Behind the Ship. The dream ...