Deeply Undecided

There’s something super stressful about swimming through a very deep hole. It’s not about drowning but rather about the uncertainty involved. It’s a bit like the fear of the dark: it’s the not seeing it all and the hidden prospect of danger that’s truly scary, not the darkness itself.

We know we’re getting a bit too deep (no pun intended), but that’s what happens in the face of the unknown. Just ask that young man: he’s standing there for hours, and he’s still trying to figure out whether he’s going for a swim or not.