No knowing how
I am afraid of choosing
And of not choosing
Of being wrong
And of being right
I am afraid of being drawn down the messiest path
And even more terrified of walking the easiest one
But I do not feel all that afraid
I feel alive
I feel awake
I feel the poignancy of this moment, the possibilities shifting,
the temporary balance of these scales
I feel the question mark of the future and know it is not my place
The work I do now will determine what replaces it, but there is no knowing how.
Thor dug an enormous hole as part of his backyard fish farming venture. Of course as soon as his back was turned there were two impish children in it.
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