When you were learning how to walk, it didn’t come natural to take such big steps, until you did. It didn’t make sense to jump off a diving board or to go to school, it didn’t make sense to make new friends when you had your old ones, it didn’t make sense to argue when a piece of you already felt you were right. But for the most part we still did it . . . all of it.
What if we tried to make it, make sense? Our goals, our projects, the risk we take, starting something new, networking with others, going out on a Sunday. What if we just went for it all?
The act of overcoming ourselves and our stories just makes sense to do.