I know a man who lives with his heart on his sleeve. And, for a while I saw that as a bad thing. But, now I see that it is something I don't do well enough. I don't let people know me, don't let them really understand me, but I want to now. And, I think I am getting better.

And I don't take the chances I want to. I don't do the small things I desire to do. I don't know why. But it is stupid that I don't. I should.