There is a huge decision that we have to make. A really big one. One that makes me want to be 16 years old again, and I HATED 16. Being a grownup is so overrated. Just when you can finally do whatever you want, you find out there is a catch; it's not RESPONSIBLE to do whatever you want.
So I did what any responsible grownup would do.
I called my mother.
"So what should I do?" I said, after I explained it all.
She paused, thinking, and then said, "Jump in the water and a net will appear."
I totally got shivers. Wow. "Wow," I said. "What is that? Zen? Kabbalah?"
"Monk," she said.
"No, Monk. Adrian Monk."
Great. I am now being inspired by a TV show.
"That's all you got for me?" I said, a trifle ungratefully.
"No, because it was really funny, and then later in the episode he was actually in the water,like drowning, and he's like, 'a net will appear, my--'"
"Yeah. Thanks. I got it."
"Really. It's a leap, you're right, but what else can you do? The second option is not much better."
"Rock and a hard place, Ima. And no, Monk did not say that."
We laughed and hung up and now I have a massive headache.
What is the fine line between foolhardiness and faith? Does your intentions have anything do to with it? When do you leap, and when do you stay on the ground that may not be the best place for you but at least it is solid?
How do you know that when you leap there will be a net waiting to catch you?
Because I know people who have leaped, and drowned.