Where was the common ground? I searched high and low. There were familiar paths but I wanted to venture into new meadows.

Not because of me! Not to abdicate responsibility but to acknowledge authority. The ship is not responsible for the wind in its sail.

Make the best attempt. Notice patterns. Course correct.

It’s unclear when the drop is coming. And to be frank, most don’t realize until they’re more than half way down. Where is the eject?

I have a dream. I didn’t consider the risks. I didn’t care.