I’m not afraid to fail. Through failure I have learned how to do things right, how much stamina I have while in the fight, and if I have the gumption to keep going. I’ve failed countless times in my life. I’ve also gotten back up and come back swinging. At this point in my life I am more afraid I will give up on myself. With any luck and maybe even a little wisdom I jump back in, even as I stumble, even as I fall. I’m clumsy but I also do all my own stunts. One day this life will get the best of me, but I’m fighting like hell for it to be while I’m still living.
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