Is it any wonder that the world we all inhabit is a place so many of us resist?
I expect this sounds a bit lame, but that idea that we do walk on air every time we change direction into the unknown is something to celebrate. That we have the courage to do so seems one of the good things about being human, that we can choose, that we do have the ability to alter the direction of the universe if only by a small degree.
Some of us know there is no alternative then to step off into thin air and glory or suffer the result.
