Thank you My yester self for having balls enough to choose.
How could you think of crossing a river without getting wet.
Of course you can choose the bridge, but then you would never know how cold the water gets.
How did the bottom rocks felt on your bare feet.
Did you get to feel the force?
Of course we would all dry.
The question is regarding stepping in at the first place.
The stream awaits your presence.
Make sure you know where you hit the bottom. Be a fool and you drown. Be too cautious and you would never make love with the stream.
We all will dry.
In time.
Inspired by Charles Bukowski.