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Sunday, May 19, 2019

Different Kind of Risk

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive.
 - "Counting Stars" by One Republic

If I said I wasn't a risk taker, most of the people who know me would laugh.

I take chances all the time. They're small things mostly, like skirting OSHA guidelines and spending money on crowdsourcing and going camping in the wilderness. For the most part, if any "risk" I took went wrong, I'd be looking at some sprains, some bruises, some lost money.

None of it would kill me unless Murphy slipped his reins and went on a spree, and if that happened, a lot of folks would have a hell of a worse time of it than I.

As for the stuff that actually kills me, figuratively... that's all internal. That stuff doesn't make me feel alive, it makes me feel dead inside, or wish I did feel dead inside. Not fun.

But the fun that could cause grievous bodily harm (the fifth amateur horseman of the apocalypse), sure, makes me feel alive. I suppose camping is probably the one that probably has the highest micromort rating, even for all the precautions I take; but there are only so many precautions you can take without forcing yourself to stay home and lay in bed all day.

Or in my case, lay in hammock. Which is harder to fall out of than a bed but easier to injure yourself doing so.

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