Life is a swirl of intricate trials that continuously seem to alter the view I once had of the world. Humanity once again brands me a sucker and for yet another time, I am wrong. Except this time, I’m thrilled to be mistaken.
When past blunders come and haunt me repeatedly, I’m back up to fight for probably one last time. But for this final attempt, I’ll pour the remaining energy left in me and I will have no regrets; failure or success.
And with all the pride I’ve obtained from success over countless efforts and inevitable letdowns, I once again have the hope to challenge myself to things I never envisioned myself doing.
Before, I assumed that people with expectations were fools settings themselves up for disaster, and I never understood why anybody in their right mind would dare risk experiencing failure-it only haunts in the end…
…And yet, some things are worth the risk, because if I ever let previous errors hold me back again, I will never live to my full potential.