morning profound thought aka "it's the meds"

When I was a child I rushed blindly into things, my heart was the only source of information needed. I listened to it and jumped (often with what seemed at the time to be disastrous consequences) As an adult I research everything, compare the data, think around every corner, consider all the facts, arguments, and people who may be affected. I spend eons on the fence and avoid taking action. I drive myself crazy.  But strangely it seems that lately despite all heavy, proper grownup thinking,I do best  when I listen to my heart, and jump.

p.s. dear m- the person may not be me, but the river she's jumping into is the same one i did all those years ago