Crushing Overconfidence

Let me tell you a story about myself. My name's Isaac Pierce. I lived for the simplistic aspects of life. I saw the greatness in what Mother Nature has prevailed us human beings to appreciate. The mere beauty of the rain dripping from my windowsills during a storm was almost erotic to me. I thought I was the life of the party, until I crossed paths with the one who made sure nobody left the party feeling an ounce of satisfaction. Now, I know what you're thinking. It almost seemed like an oxymoron for someone like me to fall for her. Yet, her pessimistic attitude and reckless ways intoxicated my soul. With the years of hard work I put into making a future for myself, I somehow still had to build myself up in order to attune to her greatness. It would only be so easy if she would ever care to let me in.