In the dauntless world of 2017, I’m facing down the future. I mean, it’s not even here, so how can it scare me?
Because the thing we don’t know is the one we fear the most.
I had complete confidence in my doctor when I had my surgery a few weeks ago. But I was a little uneasy about the whole idea of being put to sleep and waking up when it was all over.
Isn’t there a fine line between trust and stupidity?
Really, I was nervous because I’d never been under general anesthesia before. It was an unknown. Everyone could tell me all about how it happened for them (and believe me, none of them remember anything either. How do we know something crazy didn’t happen in that OR?), but I still wasn’t completely reassured.
Until I was prying open my eyelids and begging for ice chips in the recovery room.
Everything was over. It went according to plan. Nothing untoward was discovered.
Who was nervous? It wasn’t me.
I’m one of those people who makes plans. I outline the projects I’m going to work on and the vacations I want to take.
This makes me feel more comfortable about the future. I’ve got a handle on it now that there’s an inkling about what to expect.
Other people don’t want to plan because it raises their expectations. And then if things don’t turn out the way they planned, they get depressed or disillusioned.
Whatever floats your boat.
But if you know winter is coming and you don’t buy a heavy coat, who do you have to blame when you freeze your rear off at the bus stop?
Not everyone is all about planning for the future and setting goals. Maybe doing that makes them even more anxious.
But don’t swath yourself in garments of ignorance, as if tomorrow won’t come if you don’t think about it.
It’s coming. Time flows forward.
Isn’t it better to be prepared than caught unaware?
Do you fear the future? What about it makes you craziest?
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