If you stop to think about the amount of tragedies that can happen in life, it’s quite paralyzing.
The thought of failure, of losing a loved one, of all the ways a life can be turned around in a single moment can make you never want to leave the house.
Sometimes when I’m driving down the freeway or on mountain roads, I think about how little separates me from life and death. If I keep my hand still on the steering wheel, I’m alive. If I move it six inches either way, I ram head on into traffic or send my car barreling off a cliff. Six inches of hand movement between life and death—that’s all there is. [Read more…]