when you open yourself up,  you open yourself up to ridicule. 

when you step out, you’re not stepping out on to concrete, you’re stepping out onto a limb. and not a sturdy one at that. 

taking chances is not easy, i’d like to say it was fun, but it does not always tend to be so. 

i find little alternative. if you stay inside, you definitely won’t get a sunburn, but neither will your body produce vitamin d, something that keeps you upright and forward-bent. 

maybe when you go tumbling down - while the branch is twinging back and forth way up there - you hit the ground, bury yourself, spend some time in the dark, find your own north, and grow something new.  

i do wish i caught less shit for the bright blue parasol though.
mom. 

articulated much better by Seth Godin

http://sethgodin.typepad.com/seths_blog/2011/07/the-overwhelming-fear-of-being-wrong.html