I know one day I'll fail.
I'll fail miserably at something so dear to me.
And I am not ready for that.
But I am prepared for it.
I am prepared to fail.
I am prepared to jump into a pool of excitement and nervousness,
And land in a pool of fear and adrenaline.
Then come out to a world of regret and silent torture.
I know that day will happen.
And I know disappointment will wrap around me like a blanket.
The disappointment is barely mine.
