possibly something

this may possibly become something else, but I’m not quite sure it’s there yet.

some people on the radio tonight were talking about the differences between courage and fearlessness. Since I was listening while driving across the continent, I only picked up on little fragments of their conversation, here and there.

This was a Canadian radio talk show, and the host was interviewing someone who used to be a boxer, but who is now an author.  And they were discussing his new book. if i understood correctly, the boxer was explaining that fearlessness allowed him to face an opponent in the boxing ring. but it took courage to ask a boss for a raise or to ask somebody out on a date.

And then they were taking calls from listeners. And the first caller asked whether it took courage or fearlessness to ask a boss out on a date. And then the host said, “That raises an interesting point. How would you characterize boxing with a date?” The boxer replied that both of those questions had more to do with courage than fearlessness. 

I couldn’t quite wrap my head around these distinctions. I mean, whenever I call upon my friends who used to live in my neighborhood but who now inhabit the sky… Whenever I call upon them to ask for courage, I usually pair it with a request for fearlessness. Up until 8:45 tonight, I had always thought they were one and the same. But I think that the boxer might tell me that one has absolutely nothing to do with the other.

I guess I should probably read his book.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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