out of control

I read book about it.

Aisha Tyler talks about self-inflicted wounds.

And I’m not willing. I do not walk up to that chance. I skirt and plan and avoid.

I don’t want to get hurt. I don’t want to be out of control. I want to be sure of every step before I take it.

And then.

Someone asked me, “Are you willing to be out of control?”

That’s an easy form of risk. And risk is where the reward happens.

I wonder if I can draw my eyes away from the memory of the scene of the accident.

It was a long time ago. And maybe this time there will not be an accident, but only a miracle.

Yeah. Peter had to step out of the boat.

That was a lot of crazy.

How crazy am I willing to be?

maybe i’ll start with a little. And work my way up.