{"id":997,"date":"2015-08-31T07:21:05","date_gmt":"2015-08-31T11:21:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/?p=997"},"modified":"2015-08-31T13:49:09","modified_gmt":"2015-08-31T17:49:09","slug":"dangerous","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/robinbotie.com\/blog\/dangerous\/","title":{"rendered":"Doing Something Dangerous"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"Robin<\/a>In the first sentence of the book I was to choose a word or phrase from, it said, \u201c… about to do something dangerous.\u201d There were easier phrases to choose from beyond that first line, words that immediately painted pictures in my mind, words that would be less challenging to make six photographs of. But I kept coming back to that phrase. About to do something dangerous.<\/p>\n

Maybe because I don\u2019t ever do anything dangerous. Or, at least, not intentionally like some blog-sites that scream, \u201cDo Something Dangerous Today<\/a>.\u201d I hardly ever take risks. After losing a daughter to leukemia<\/a>, I know peril comes stalking a person sure enough without one\u2019s flirting with it.<\/p>\n

Trying to exercise some dangerous behavior to aid in executing the assignment, I squatted behind my camera at the bottom of the college\u2019s huge staircase. Then I walked the halls looking only through my viewfinder, purposefully knocking into students I didn\u2019t know and snapping their pictures.<\/p>\n

Over the week, to complete the assignment, I considered what dangerous things I\u2019d done in the past. Like walking alone in the city at night, exposing myself on social media, swimming by myself in strange waters, advertising on Craig\u2019s List to rent my guest room, taking a ride from a bartender I didn\u2019t know in Australia, getting my pilot license, … trusting another human being, getting romantically involved. Earthquakes and scorpions are dangerous, although I\u2019d experienced neither. Rabid raccoons, jellyfish, high cliffs, losing control, … I had experienced. Menacing claws, lightning, lighting a match, and ground breaking beneath my feet are dangers I am wary of. And cancer.<\/p>\n

Doing something dangerous has adverse consequences. Like the time I hiked in a slippery streambed, I fell and broke my wrist. When I carried a heavy bag of cat-poop I fell into my front door and broke my nose. Why would I want to do something dangerous?<\/p>\n

Early in the week, Suki<\/a>, the dog I inherited from my daughter, stopped eating. I watched as Doc Orzeck poked around the lump on her throat.
\n\u201cA fifty\/fifty chance it\u2019s cancer,\u201d he said. I held Suki tight for days. We snuggled each night. When she started wagging her tail again, we went for a hike. I fell. I got up and we kept walking. The next days we hiked and walked and sat in the sun. Danger is everywhere. Living your life, or daring to love<\/a>, or just walking, is doing something dangerous.<\/p>\n

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What dangerous thing have you done? And why?<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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