The Fear of Not Going Is the Real Danger

i'm incredibly thankful for the hard times that shaped me, challenges that were forced upon me and made me who i am. But beyond that, and perhaps even more so, the times i stepped out on my own accord, terrified and manufactured change. We all hit a point where we look on the roads we travelled and see the culmination of footsteps that have come to constitute our lives. So why not give as much of yourself to the world for as long as you possibly can? Why not step out knowing that the difference between nothing and everything is what you do with shaky hands? Let's all remember how out of focus the present moment looks. Remember how inclined we are to look at life through