draft

I tend to be a very causious person.  I was playing shesh besh the other day and my opponent continuously comment on how "safe" I was playing.  Almost as if to say it would not be entirely beneficial.  I happened to win that particular game, much to my opponents frustration.  So looking back in my life I see I am reasonably careful.  My thinking goes something along these lines "why take this risk?  I could loose so much. It is better to take the slow more sure road."

I think this is a good philosophy but I am aware that it can be take to far.  I am realizing now how close I came to being ruled by these ideals.  I am only beginning to see how crazy I am for this recent set of choices.  I am plowing new ground and planing out an irrigation for the crops to grow.  I'm attempting to transplant and adapt concepts from nearly foreign seedling ideas into ground of which  I have a few months worth of knowledge.  This is a wall for me.  I am hitting this wall in slow motion and allowing myself to learn where the bruises develop.  If this wall show no sign of weakness, I'll just plot to climb over it.  (sorry keyboard, I don't mean to hit you so hard. But you are the glasses through which I see this wall and the tools I have to chip away at it.)

There really is no option.  Home is not behind me.  A safe place is back there, but between us is a much higher better established wall.  (I should know, I helped build it)  So I thrust forward and what seems to be brick and stone.

Praying all the while I don't break a bone.