When we choose a path with more unpredictable moments, we may take on more risks. There are more instances when we must think on our feet when the feet are tired and want only to find the recliner in a comfy living room. When we fall, knowing we won’t land on said feet, it’s good to remember Navy Seals training: to roll upon impact. Feel the curve, be the curl. Anticipate the motion.
Why did you choose the path with more risks? Or maybe you are waiting. Or maybe you said no?
It isn’t that I want surprises in my life (surprises = unpredictable moments), but more that I value the curiosity that results. Two ounces of curiosity a week is equal to half a trip to the moon. I am sure I read that somewhere once. The grey matter tingles. Something inside vibrates. Imagination fires its after-burners.
From here, I am not sure what begats what but we no longer see just a red dot. We see without end.
We are back to being able see the white sheet with its red dot hanging in the professor’s classroom while he asks us what we see. We see the classroom inside the building on the campus in the city on the edge of a sea that is reached via a byway that tunnels beneath the ships bearing goods from Britain and Denmark. Perhaps there are pallets of library books and barrels of sawdust on board. This we do not know. What do we need to know for sure? Lately, that has been my question.