Of recent, I’ve noticed in stark black and white just how narrow and shallow most conversations are. They wrap the very same subjects with the very same words, perhaps in a different order. Spinning in perpetual safety. And in mind numbing averageness.
Where’s the adventure? Where’s the courage and the exploration into uncertain territory.
If this resonates at all, you’d have to ask yourself ‘do I dare start a conversation with no idea where it might lead?’
Of course you’d have to live with the possibility that what you believe to be true, might wither and die a quiet unexpected death.