So I used my thesaurus trick, and here we are. Rashness. A quality I don’t possess.
If you ever read those Choose Your Own Adventure books, I was the type to take every branch, go down each alley, to be sure I knew where they all led. Sadly, life doesn’t work that way, but I’d be much happier if it did.
Faced with a restaurant menu, down to two items, I want the Choose Your Own Adventure option, so I’d know. But you have to take a risk. In that case, a very tiny risk, but still, a risk.
Of course “rashness” can imply impetuousness, a decision hastily — and not necessarily well — made. And therein lies my problem. The constant avoidance of all things rash can mean the constant avoidance of all things chance.
You can’t know which dish was better on the menu, unless you order both (HMM). You can be so informed about a decision, you can take every single available piece of information about a decision, and analyze until the time for the decision has passed.
Sometimes being rash isn’t about being thoughtless, or about being careless. Sometimes being rash is about grabbing an opportunity, finding an opportunity, before it has gone.
You may not always like what the waiter brings you, but at least you took the risk.
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