And then for some reason I remembered a story from the distant past. Finding myself in absolute emptiness, without awareness, acceptance, readiness... I don't remember if there were tears then or if I just drowned in my hopelessness.
Since then, I have made a firm decision for myself - have an alternative, a boat in which you can net to swim away and save yourself. Have an opportunity not to be on the edge of the abyss into which you will inevitably fall. I am not in favor of making plans and plotting, for things can change in a moment...as has happened...more than once. But! I still keep that very choice from the not very distant past with me... Still the planned should be realized, even if not planned way, but it doesn't mean that the worst.... - alternative. I'll give it a try.