Risk Not

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Sunday, I rode on the back of a motorcycle for the first time in 20 years. It was exhilarating and absolutely terrifying. My legs shook for hours afterwards.

Risk. Life is filled with risk. In fact, sometimes it feels like life is about learning how to effectively manage risk.

I felt disappointed tonight. I read some signals wrong and well…some things happened but some things didn’t. “Tomorrow is another day…”

My writing tonight has a staccato rhythm. I might have wasted all my flowery prose on pictures of trail and sunshine this afternoon.

In any event, it’s 2:30 in the morning and I can’t sleep over someone new. At least that’s something. I wasn’t sure I’d ever like anyone enough to be kept up through the night again. Yet, here I am, wide awake and lost in thought. Captivated by possibilities. The voice of reason singing to me with sing-song sweetness “it’s still too soon…patience is a virtue…no need to rush…you have all the time in the world”.

No need to risk “bigly”, we have all the time in the world.


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