Throughout my life I've learned that there are no new experiences without risk. Sure, some things happen by chance... some that turn out wonderful, and others that don't.
I recognize the importance of the lesson. I'm not a risky person... not on purpose anyway. So now that I'm at a crossroad, I'm not exactly sure which route to take.
Taking a risk means there is the chance of losing.
...I hate losing!
Taking a risk means there is the chance of succeeding.
...I love succeeding!
So I'm wondering which power is greater. The rewards of winning, or the heartache of losing. Something says I should know better by now, and move on. Something else tells me I'll miss out on something wonderful if I do.
