I love cruising around in the Sure Thing Boat. It’s got lots of room for yarn, all my favorite snacks, and plenty of wine. It stays in safe harbors where it’s not too deep, there are no sharks, and it rarely rains. Most days it’s sunny.
Not much happens on the Sure Thing Boat. Each morning I wake up at the same time, drink my usual three cups of coffee, and write for a bit. Evenings I cook dinner, do homework with Smalls, and then go to bed. The stuff in the middle varies, but I rarely leave the ship.
It’s comfortable, safe, and predictable. I like it this way.
Before starting my trip on the Sure Thing Boat, I had been on an Every Day is Exactly the Same tour with another cruise line. That boat shipwrecked following an unexpected year-long storm. I was lucky the Sure Thing Boat had a last minute cancellation.
For the past few months, the Sure Thing Boat has been my refuge. This tour is over in a few weeks, so I’ve been flipping through travel guides to decide on my next cruise. I’ve narrowed my choices down to Definitely Safe, which gently bobs around in circles in a large pool, and Smooth Sailing, which promises gentle breezes and calm seas.
The other passengers tell me the final port of call for this cruise is at the bottom of a waterfall. I don’t believe them, because waterfalls are not Sure Things. Still, I can’t help but notice the current is picking up.
I hear whispers in the dining room that we’ll have three choices: go over the waterfall with the ship, which will surely smash to pieces (50% survival rate); go over the falls in a barrel (10% survival rate); or jump off the ship, swim to shore, and walk back to the last port (100% survival rate, but it’s a long way back and there’s no map). Apparently, my travel agent forgot to tell me the Sure Thing cruise is a one-way ticket to a dead end.
I go to the captain and complain. She tries to be sympathetic, but points to the fine print on my ticket. “Itinerary subject to change without further notice.” I run back to my cabin crying and don’t leave for days.
A few mornings later, someone taps on my door and slides a note beneath it. The note reads:
I just received word that we’ll be crossing paths with the Take a Chance Tour Boat tomorrow. I can’t vouch for the accommodations. I’ve heard a lot of people on board are starving. This cruise goes far out to sea where there are storms and sharks and pirates. But, the destination, if you reach it, is beautiful beyond anything you could ever imagine. If you want to make this transfer, you’ll have to be ready in an hour. I can’t promise that you’ll have another opportunity like this before we reach the waterfall. – Captain
Reluctantly, I start packing my bags.
Take a chance! All life is chance. The man or woman who goes farthest is generally the one who is willing to do and dare. The ‘sure thing’ boat never gets far from shore. – Dale Carnegie
Let’s Talk About It!
Are you one of my cruise mates on the Sure Thing Boat? My time on this ship is almost over. If you don’t want to contend with that waterfall up ahead, I encourage you pack your bags and join me on the Take a Chance Tour!
Most of us have far more courage than we ever dreamed we possessed. – Dale Carnegie