Dreaming big and that means different.  Doing what I did yesterday is not that.

So I’ll be doing something new, something risky.

And I’ll find I’m split on the matter.  Part of me wants to keep doing what I do.  I’m good at it.  I know what will happen.  I won’t piss my pants

But part of me wants to go for it.  To piss in my pants once in a while.  But also begin to fly.

Rather than debate the two voices, you can rock Chutzpah.  That decision to piss and fly.

Generally fly.  And if piss, worth it.  Learning lessons.  Bruises teach. 

Though so does the wind – so soar.