We're all susceptible to our fears; our feelings; our yearnings; our dreams. Each and everyone one of those will make you or break you. But there's the thought in the back of your mind that it'll possibly drive you insane, wondering when something good or something bad will happen. We need to take that leap into the unknown but we're comfortable where we're at. We become complacent. We all have demons and angels in our lives that push us away or towards our goals. We all fall down and (eventually) get up, brush ourselves off, and try again. Or, realistically, life shows us that chasing what we thought we wanted as a kid is all a facade and that life doesn't wait for anyone. At any moment in time, we can win big or lose it all. Just like that: in the blink of an eye -- the snap of ones fingers. Fuck.
