There’s something about the word journey. It’s just always good. Even a journey into the depths of hell seem to hold promise of something better on the other side.
Tag: taking chances
A few years ago, I would’ve described myself as an eternally optimistic go-getter. I actually wasn’t that at all, but that was the way that I saw myself. A spontaneous adventurer. The reality is that I was afraid of taking chances. Real chances. I was terrified of failure. Any type of failure. Especially public failure.