I came to Milwaukee to attend college, site unseen, because Marquette had a good reputation and that outweighed the scariness of moving from a cornfield to the big city. I enrolled in engineering school where I knew I would be in the minority as a woman, but the prospect of being able to take care of myself with a great job outweighed the awkwardness I’ve intermittently felt.

I’m going to buy a townhouse duplex in a shoddy market because the appeal of finally calling somewhere my home (after 18 “permanent” moves) outweighs the possibility of having my rental unit empty for any amount of time. Most important probably, I’ve had my heart broken many times, but I continue to meet new people because the possibility of meeting the person that will be my confidant, my lover, my friend, so greatly outweighs the painful disappointment of someone that doesn’t like me back.

None of that makes me any different than most, my point is that people want to believe that in the end everything will turn out all right, but you can’t expect any measurable reward if you don’t invest in the risk to begin with.

Regardless of odds and human behavior, I still love math, but I’ll admit I’m not too fond of that Schroedinger and his cat torturing device.