Certainly – every minute, every day, every time, every way, everywhere, everything is uncertain – or cute word play to obscure actual certainty? Do we know sun will rise, for certain; that everyone, or anyone, close to us will wake up to live another day? Probably.
Do we know how anyone feels, will act or react? How could we, when we scarcely predict that in ourselves? Inevitably hopeful.
But then our day starts and auto-pilot behaving worker-bees we become – exploring little, repeating so many habits. Some good ones, but mostly mindless ones we don’t examine deeply or often. Much like most parts of our lives we take for granted, those routine daily and weekly energy-sucking parts of our life which stifle creativity and joy.
Yes, indeed, another day has begun. Having fun yet?