OhtaNotes

Not knowing is fine. We chase what everyone knows only because we’re afraid of being left out. Afraid of being left alone. And most of it doesn’t matter.

I take one small risk every day. Over a lifetime, it’s the safest way to live. Today, I’m about to order a dish I can’t pronounce.

I’ll never know if the colors I see are the colors you see. Somehow we both find the same sunset beautiful. Maybe that’s enough.

Our ancestors crossed oceans without knowing if land existed on the other side. They didn’t check the reviews first. We’re here thanks to them.

I used to write what I knew. Now I figure it out as I write.

My best decisions were the ones everyone called wrong. My worst were the ones everyone was making.

Shamans. Priests. Economists. Every age needs someone to pretend to know. We can live with being wrong. We cannot live with not knowing.

Adults ask kids what they want to be. Kids are already someone. Everyone is.

Life ends. Let’s remember that. Not to fear tomorrow, but to live today.

Leaves fall. Lattes cool. Years end. Love all three while you can.