Some days risk must be endured. On those days it's not thrilling nor terribly scary. Reward and failure, both, elude.
Today is one of those days. Today I experience the plain, boring side of risk. I must be with my choices and not scramble one way or another to change them so they are more or less comfortable. Being with this uncertainty is different from creating it or discovering where it leads. It’s both not knowing and knowing at the same time.
It’s knowing not knowing.