Chances.
The hysterical worries that we often do not invest in.
The shyness brewing deep in each individual, that keeps us from reaching out and claiming these chances.
Pride.
Something that can be so damning.
Getting in the way of chances to be taken.
Pride and chances have a deteriorating relationship.
Pride, a parasite, sucking the life out of our normalcy.
What is "normal"? Who is to define it, when everyone will always be different from another.
Normal doesn't exist.
Chances.
Looking back on my life, I'd like to more remember "Oh wells".
And to more forget the "What if's".
-B
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