We got home after dark from an afternoon outing but nonetheless I still headed out on a short dog walk. It takes time to get used to being out at the tale end of dusk. My eyesight adjusts to the low light. My hearing sharpens and I feel more carefully as I step. I often describe the beginning of a new series of work as being like walking in the dark. As I move into the future I cannot see where I am going. I have to feel my way and listen for new cues to get a sense of whether I am on the right path or about to end up in a dead end.
The future is dark, which is the best thing the future can be, I think.
--Virginia Woolf wrote in her journal on January 18, 1915
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