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Don't fear the Fog (or the Reaper)

The other morning, I had to run out for an errand.  The fog was so thick that I could barely see my hand in front of my face, but that didn’t stop me.  I understood what I needed to get, and I had a plan for how I was going to get it.  Even though I couldn’t see the path I was going to take, I trusted that I would reach my destination one way or another.  What’s this analogy about?  Goal setting.