I mean really — WOW! The whole thing is a #*$%& miracle!
This all happened before my time, mind you — for I didn't show up here until 1971. But even so, today I'm looking at the grandeur of the moon landing in all its intensity, and I'm wondering on a micro scale what MY "personal moon landing" ought to be.
Today, I'm feeling stuck in the cycle of eat, work, play, sleep, repeat. It's a pretty good life, really. I have no complaints! But what insanely daring, outrageous, and brilliantly risky thing should I be embarking upon to stretch and to learn? How am I to grow and evolve beyond my current capabilities, perceptions, and imagination?
Where is my audacity? My courage? What are my limits? How might I dare to thrust out into the unknown and put myself utterly on the line? What unexplored and alien territory of my own body/mind/spirit should I explore, and then boldly plant my flag upon arrival?
What grand, difficult, wonderful, and awe-inspiring adventure should I embark upon today?
And what will I learn from the journey?
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