Uncertainty

On probability, randomness, and the strange comfort of realizing you were never really in control to begin with.

I keep wondering why a stranger's perfectly color-coded planner unsettled me more than my own chaos ever has.

Riding a cold train while dreaming of summer, I realized how much of our life we spend somewhere other than NOW.

A stray headline about aliens sent me down a rabbit hole about everything else I'm certain I don't actually know.

My train was delayed by exactly seven minutes, long enough to wonder if arriving anywhere is ever really guaranteed.

I started noticing how much of my ordinary day is just randomness wearing a disguise.

I don't gamble, or so I thought, until I noticed how many bets I place every single day.

I've been testing three different ways of making peace with how little I actually control.