On the Edge of Possibility

You try to make your life better. You fix yourself up and put yourself out there. Then you are told, "No."

You dust yourself off, change your perspective, and make improvements. You try again and are told, "No."

You try again, and again. Sometimes you are told, "No." Sometimes you aren't answered at all, which is worse.

You become frustrated, but your frustration only lights your fire and fills you with a bit of irrationality. You were turned down for a sandwich, so you ask for the moon. And it is then you are told, "Maybe."

Now comes the true test. It would be easy and understandable to drive one's self mad with anticipation and nervousness, but it would have little effect on the outcome. Whether I am given the moon or not is almost irrelevant. What matters is that I am prepared to accept it. And perhaps I should not be given the moon, but the stars or the sun or the air. Instead of fearing this precipice, perhaps I should stand at the edge with arms open wide and take in the marvelous view.