Most risks are not something I’ve liked to take but took out of stupidity or curiosity. There have been a few I took for enjoyment. As I gratefully age, I look at risks from a different point of view.
I have pushed the envelope to the edge for most of my life. I have realized that it hurts most of the time. I find that the risk can pay off but at what cost? Because believe this, every risk involves a payment of some kind.
Does this make me meek like a mouse? Maybe it does, or maybe I am a little wiser for it today.
These dazed days find me risking things like opening up to you guys, and writing a book. Yes, to me these are risks small but just the same.
The risk I’d like to take, and probably will, relates to the first picture. It involves dropping the mike and walking away from this winter wasteland. I’ll tell it to kiss my southern bound regions. Butt hehe, this will have to wait another season.
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