I know stuff. Thankfully, I actually know quite a lot of stuff. But yeah, there’s a lot more I don’t know. A few simple facts prove it: there are nearly 7billion people living on this planet. Do I know what even one of those brains is thinking? NO! There are millions of species of animals; can I identify even a small percentage of them? NO! I can’t explain Korea, paleontology, or the National Debt. I’m an ignorant slob!
Today’s events in my life were specific, keen reminders of my ignorance. I think I have a handle on some of it, but it’s tough; I feel really stupid. Conversely, I have been blessed with enough understanding of the situation to at least take a logical step or two (hopefully in the right direction).
It’s weird being in the waiting room: waiting for additional info, subsequent events, or just time to think. I’m so tempted to revert to my typical busy mode, occupying my gray matter with practical things and forgetting the whole thing, darn it!
But here I am, late at night, with a bazillion ideas spinning around, trying to make sense of it all. And it’s deep stuff that I cannot ignore. Due to complexities, neither can I do anything about it right now—because there’s so much I don’t know.
Ouch. It hurts.