To intentionally pass on opportunity is to intentionally pass on living.

Things that are truly great need nothing from me, and to somehow think that they do speaks to my utter lack of greatness.

Things becomes invisible at the very moment I refuse to grant them importance. And while I am utterly ashamed to admit it, many of the most important things in my life are invisible.

What in the world would ever lead to me believe that life is a series of opportunities that are readily available to everyone else but me? What really leads me to believe such an atrocious lie is that I don’t believe in myself sufficiently to engage those opportunities in the first place.

The choice to avoid risk is the choice to avoid living, and to avoid living is one of the greatest risk of all.

Due north’ on my compass is largely ‘due’ to the fact that in ‘due’ time I have been ‘unduly’ lax in recalibrating my compass. And I’m apparently ignorant enough to wonder why I’m lost.