I’m walking on the cliffs at Stanger Head past the Castle o’ Burrian and climbing up a rock crack when two tourists stop and ask me whether you can get down the cliffs to the sea that way. I say that you can but that you won’t be alive to enjoy it afterwards.
Later, I thought about it and realised that there are always three ways down: You can fall; you can jump; or you can be pushed. Then I realised it was a metaphor for life: You can fall into it unexpectedly; jump into it recklessly; or be pushed into it unwillingly. We all end up in the same place in the end.
Here’s to recklessness.