Life is full of uncertainty. This is a clich*? Perhaps. But it
   is a clich* for good reason: it appears to be true enough. All
   things being considered * sometimes the best you can do is
   settle. You can settle for "true enough". A danger might be
   acting as if "true enough "was the same as "true ". Perhaps they
   are identical * but I prefer to think of them as equivalent. You
   have sugar in your coffee * you realize it's making you fat. You
   do not wished to be fat. So, you find something equivalent * and
   that is Splenda, or sweet and low, or some sort of artificial
   sweetener. Just now, I experienced an example of equivalent. I
   was using a new app that I downloaded that allows me to produce
   longer paragraphs using the voice to text feature. Even though I
   can type 110 words per minute, speaking is still faster than
   typing. But, it stopped working, calling me "Unauthorized". I
   was annoyed because I enjoyed my new toy. So, I switched back to
   the iPhone voice to text which is also very good. It worked for
   the last paragraph. But this paragraph? I am typing it with my
   thumbs because my internet is likely acting up and not sending
   my voice to Apple's voice to text servers. All equivalent.
   There's often a cost when substituting but they are close enough
   to "same" to be usable. I got over my moment of frustration each
   time and switched: two switches of text input in three minutes
   time. How are these things equivalent? Well, you can see the
   results. There are words in front of you. How did they get
   there? From your point of view, it is not as important : each
   paragraph looks like a paragraph. But from my point of view, I
   have to change my methods to suit the constraints placed upon my
   desires. The constraints are only partially in my control. But
   the choice to attempt to get these words out of my head and to
   you, in the future from this moment that I typed the letter "q",
   is my choice. The truth lies in the choice itself not in the
   practical execution of the choice. Yet, is it possible that I am
   running on automatic? Is it possible that I am a self-aware
   machine that only believes it is typing or speaking these words?
   Yes. It's possible. But is it likely? No. Even still, it doesn't
   matter to me. Certainty is not required for action. Certainty is
   but a nice feeling and a bit of a fantasy, even if it is often
   useful. Uncertainty is awkward and messy but it's everpresent.
   To become comfortable with the uncertainties, which seem to be
   the majority, can go far in assisting you to cope with your
   existence on this strange planet. At least, it has for me.