Questioning

My head is splitting, and it’s not an ache. I’d love to reduce it to anxiety.

The questioning: we’re talking paths, perspectives, without the Universal GPS.

What I’ve begun to understand is that when I question something, I’m questioning a belief: sometimes the ethics, sometimes the usefulness of that belief. It’s hard for me, now, to think in terms of “correctness” or “rightness”: it’s a belief…

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