Live a little my ass.
I have realized my entire life has been ruled by fear. Fear of the unknown, fear of failing, fear of looking dumb as fuck, fear of losing, etc, etc... So far, my fear has kept me out of a lot of trouble, but it has also kept me from getting ahead, so I don't know if it is a good or bad thing. For now, I'm going for a good thing. Fear got me 2nd place at a poker tournament last night. I was so afraid everyone had better hands than me, that I would never play a hand, and because of that, I managed to hold on to my chip stack all the way to final table where I watched everyone else knock each other out.I know my lack of courage isn't going to get me far in life. Sometimes I wish I was as fearless as my Grandma. At her age, all she has to fear is arthritis and Alzheimers. Since neither one of those seem to be lurking around, my Grandma will do or say anything. Especially when she has a few shots of vodka. Then she isn't afraid to beat whatever boyfriend she has for talking back. Thats the kind of fearlessness I want.
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