
It was silly because even though I couldn't recall the exact exit number or the street name, I knew the approximate distance or the landmarks indicating an approaching turn. But I didn't feel like that was enough--I needed the extra confirmation, something to seal the deal. I couldn't move forward with merely what I knew because I was so scared of failing. Even if that chance was so abysmal, it didn't matter--my fear of failure paralyzed me from moving forward.
I wonder how much I'm missing out on just because I'm scared of taking risks--risking failure, but also risking missing out on mucho blessings.
OK GOTS TO GO! I MADE IT THROUGH THE PACKED DAY and even managed to blog about this in time. EXCITED FOR THE NEW YEAR--GIVE ME THE GREEN LIGHTTTT
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