"It may be that the gulfs will wash us down;
It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles,
And though we are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are¡ª
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will;
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield."
Except from Alfred Lord Tennyson¡¯s Ulysses
I¡¯ve been thinking about that poem a lot lately. And I think what it says is that, while it¡¯s tempting to play it safe, the more we¡¯re willing to risk, the more alive we are. In the end, what we regret most are the chances we never took. And I hope that explains, at least a little, this journey on which I am about to embark. I have
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