We need a certain level of functioning optimism to operate in a world of zero guarantees.
Past results never assure future returns; all that we have is playing the lottery of luck.
We’d all like a map, so we don’t feel lost in the myriad of life.
But the uncertainty keeps us alive. And a life well-lived is that which doesn’t become stale. Vitality is fragility.
The specialness of life affirms life if we can prevent myopia from sneaking into our thinking.
All we are asking for is a chance to be in the driver’s seat.