Saturday, March 26, 2016

What I know, what I don't know

It’s a shift.

I know without a doubt. This corridor is narrow.  It’s unmistakable.

There's no argue, no negotiate. You don't work it out with what is. 

After a time, a minute, maybe an hour, there's a small bit of wiggle room. 

I realize I know what. What is what I've been talking about.

What I don't know is where and most importantly when. 

Knowing what I don't know makes it sort of okay.

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