I've always liked the quote;
"The certainty of misery is better than the misery of uncertainty."
It's so true isn't it?
Why is it easier to stay standing on our rock in the pouring rain
than to venture out and look for sunshine?
Is it because we think it's probably still raining at the next rock?
Are we scared the next rock will be smaller?
Perhaps it's because we are scared we won't find another rock.
We make our choice to stay standing on that rock
and so we have to accept the consequences it comes with.
We will continue to get wet.
It snowed here yesterday...
just a bit and it melted as it landed...
but it was enough to make me wonder
why I choose to stay standing on this rock...