I almost did something stupid crazy exciting adventurous tonight. But I didn’t. Maybe it was too last-minute. Maybe I was feeling too shy and introverted. Maybe I’m complacent. Maybe I’m too comfortable where I am right now.
Maybe the consequences of failure were greater than the potential gains of success.
Sometimes I wonder when the scales will tip that balance. When — if ever — will I be unsatisfied enough with things to step out of my comfort zone and take those chances?
When will I catch that ride?
Sometimes I feel like we have this un-paralleled parallelity going on. (I made up that word, parallelity. Don’t judge).
It’s like we’re on the same road but going in opposite directions.
I totally know what you mean! And we happened to meet because we passed each other on this same road.