The Y Combinator Winter 2025 cohort featured 160 startups, neatly arranged into four blocks of ~40 each. As the pitches rolled in, so did the emotional rollercoaster - predictable, inevitable, and slightly absurd.
๐ญ. ๐๐
๐๐ฏ๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ
Every single one of these startups is about to change the world. Artificial human societies? Agents grading AI generated school papers? Doesnโt matter. The future is here, and itโs going to be insane. Forget the minor daily inconveniencesโwho cares about your inbox when agents will rule the planet?
๐ฎ. ๐๐ฒ๐ฝ๐ฟ๐ฒ๐๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป
Waitโฆ I canโt possibly invest in all of them. There are too many. How do I even pick the future decacorn? Is it the startup with 200% growth during YC? The one with the 'math Olympiad at 15/chess prodigy at 16/Harvard dropout at 17' founders? The one with actual revenues? Existential dread kicks in.
(Enter the lunch break. Founders pitch you aggressively over excellent grub. The cognitive load is real.)
๐ฏ. ๐๐ผ๐ป๐๐๐ฒ๐ฟ๐ป๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ผ๐ป
Post-lunch reality check. These valuations are ridiculous. Half of these founders have never held a real job. Some literally just dropped out of school. And theyโre asking for a $30M cap?! What am I doing here? Am I part of the problem?
๐ฐ. ๐๐ป๐น๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐๐ฒ๐ป๐บ๐ฒ๐ป๐
Okay, deep breath. I canโt invest in all of them, but I donโt need to. A few of these actually fit my thesis. The game isnโt to spray-and-prayโitโs to get into the right deals for me.
๐ฑ. ๐ง๐ฟ๐ฎ๐ป๐๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฑ๐ฒ๐ป๐ฐ๐ฒ
The pitches end. YC CEO Garry Tan takes the stage. He reminds us, yet again, that somewhere in this batch is the next Airbnb or Stripe. The FOMO is real, but so is the relief. At least I will buy a lottery ticket with higher odds than Powerball.
Demo Day over.
Back to figuring out what part of the future I want to help shape.
This post was first published on LinkedIN in March 2025
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