For Certain

     I find that when I go on a run, I’ll go a different way, and then the next few times I’ll go that same new way again. It feels like I’m looking for a new set of train tracks, when in fact I’m swimming in open water.

     My desire for certainty can feel insatiable, and much like Doritos, I try to limit myself to reasonable portions — predicting minutes and hours rather than days or weeks.

     I’ve also learned that stillness is not the same a serenity. I have learned a lot, though I am thankful that there won't be a written exam.