I view my thoughts on life, where it comes from, and the forever thereafter as if it were a small bet I made with money that I don’t care if I lose–that I, for the most part, expect to lose. If we get to the end of it all, and I’m wrong, I’ll be like, “Aw, man! Well played, life!” and I’ll just go on about my business of being dead or whatever. If I’m right, I’ll be like, “Ha! I knew it!” and I’ll chuckle and go on about my business of being dead or whatever.
Leave some room for yourself to be wrong, so you won’t hate yourself when you are,
and you will be,
at some point.
We all are.
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