The Joy of Not Knowing — Predictability is Overrated

Merisa x
Merisa x
Nov 1 · 5 min read

In one of the many conversations I’ve had with myself, I’ve stopped and asked, Merisa, what happened to the joy of not knowing? The pleasure of anticipation? The excitement of being oblivious? And when and where did this alleged necessity for a detailed roadmap come from?

I know I’m not alone when it comes to getting bogged down in the detail of understanding exactly how something is going to unfold. And I know you can relate to the times when being insistent about “needing” to know how the thing or situation — whatever it may be — is going…

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