I like clever name tags, where there’s a little space for something extra. A random fact. Favorite color. Spirit Animal. You get the idea.
I guess I should say I usually like them. The version at the Creative Mornings launch left me feeling a little… sad? stumped? It asked one simple question: What’s the last chance you took?
Ordering a questionable spicy octopus dish at Sushi Bar a couple of months ago didn’t seem chance-y enough. The line stayed blank. Am I more risk-averse than I give myself credit for?
To get to a big chance I took, I kept being drawn far into my past. To launching Think Kit with just two days of planning several years ago. To leaving a great job and moving to Indy during a challenging economy back in 2009. Or even further back, to driving aimlessly across the country with no hotel reservations and no agenda in the summer of 2001.
Maybe I need to reset my thinking on chance. Is ordering something a bit crazy off the menu enough? I’d say no, but I don’t need to sky dive to experience the thrill that can come with chance either. I’d be happy to be able to say I’m taking chances on people, on art, on writing.
What was the last chance you took?