I don’t dispute there may be guide books for one’s life. There is scripture, as it were, but there is no script for one’s life. The story is utterly unwritten. Other people have formulae for our lives – even the atheist can be fundamentalist in this way, and we can adopt pieces of those canned dramas, if we’re inclined toward weakness of will or being merely derivative. We’ve seen the same film under more than one name, too. We can become personal versions of pulp serial novels. But if one is an original, there’s a certain degree of bewilderment and guesswork that comes with not knowing how the story goes except as you’re living it. In a sense, being adventurous means not being certain what step to take next, or whether to take it. Certainty does not go on adventures.