I've been spending time trying to grapple with how we (I) can be better aware of when we don't even know what we don't know. It could be that we are sure we know something, but we are wrong. Or it could be that we just aren't aware that we even could know something. I'm currently reading How History Gets Things Wrong: The Neuroscience of Our Addiction to Stories, and I recently blogged What if What We Know is Wrong?

Of course, I can always rely on my family to let me know where I'm wrong and what I don't know.