What's life without any adventure? The cautious life is not much of a life, is it? (I read that somewhere; or some version of that same idea somewhere...) Anywhoo,
Some risks are worth taking. Nothing great is ever achieved by waiting for grass to grow. If I am not actively pursuing this love and passion and fire that I year for, I don't really deserve it, do I?
So what if I get hurt? What if I come out of this journey worse for wear?
It'll all be worth it.