These four little words stopped me dead in my slipper-footed tracks last night. My first instinct was to say, "Hey, fuck it." Actually, I wanted to type the words "fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it fuck it" ad nauseum until I felt better. Note my restraint.
But these words have helped me to "turn the corner" on something that I have been thinking about for a very long time. The problem is, of course, that I am quite sure of something. Or at least I am sure that I want to take a chance on something new. I want to risk it. I want to know if it could work or fail or kickass or evolve into a natural disaster. I am too old to just go about wondering what could happen. The suspense is killing me.
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