blatherings

So, I am afraid that my computer is dying again, everytime I load a new program it freaks out, oh something new, can't handle it, aaaaaah. And I was thinking about life, and stuff, and I though wow, sometimes we are like that too. New stuff, kills us, it freaks us out, we can't handle it. And so, frequently, we chicken out, fall back, fit in, or sit down. And let the very newest most exciting moments pass us by. Opportunities to pursue or expirence new things are infrequent, and their potentials for joy are unimaginible. If only we saw the potential in newness, the potential in inexpirence, we, I believe, would dive into everything new, as if we were diving into a cool mountain lake on a hot day.

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