Blumbling around

As long as I am bumbling around — stumbling in the dark, ¬†unable to land, asking the wrong questions for honest reasons — I think I am probably going in the right direction. Experience and historical precedence suggest that I am at my most dangerous when I think I’ve got everything figured out.¬†

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