Knowledge is power...
Laying in bed after ages of not sleeping properly, finally sleeping heavily enough to dream a vivid tapestry... that just goes wrong... wakes you, heart pounding and in a sweat. Thinking "thank god that was a dream" then realizing that it was just and REM enhanced version of your reality and feeling your heart pound even harder now and your mood sinks though you and into the mattress...
There's nothing worse than speculating. Armed with nothing but an idea. Where the idea comes from can be half the story, but without a full understanding of the idea it grows up mutated and freakish. This is usually the time one falls back on the catalogue of happenings inside and their prior experience.
The problem with wisdom gleaned through experience is the pattern of things in life. You learn to see it. Once you see it, you can often predict it. All it takes is corroborating information. Once you can predict it, hope becomes a moot point.
There's nothing worse than speculating. Armed with nothing but an idea. Where the idea comes from can be half the story, but without a full understanding of the idea it grows up mutated and freakish. This is usually the time one falls back on the catalogue of happenings inside and their prior experience.
The problem with wisdom gleaned through experience is the pattern of things in life. You learn to see it. Once you see it, you can often predict it. All it takes is corroborating information. Once you can predict it, hope becomes a moot point.