A lot has changed since last year. I remember talking to my dad about a year ago. He was telling me that he thought sometimes God just likes to pull the rug out from under you. You’re walking along, living your life, thinking you finally have a clue … thinking that you know something … thinking that things are starting to make sense … and then, WHAM! You wake up and you’re alone in your head and you realize that you don’t know anything and nothing makes sense and you don’t have a clue and you have no idea what’s happening and suddenly everything is completely different. I think that, too. It seems like every year on my birthday (or nearabouts) I stop for a second and recognize that I know nothing.
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