And so the two sides of me will battle. A bold side, which could really care less about the embarrassment and hurt awaiting me, that says with much audacity, "Heck it, take the risk!", at the risk of becoming the Greatest Fool in the world, to be laughed at and ridiculed for my supreme silliness. And the other, a meek and unambitious side, skeptical of every truly positive sign and which loves hanging upon an air of extreme pessimism. Always rejecting all possible advances and being contented with wallowing in pathetic self-pity and in an eternal state of wishing thinking, that I could be somewhere better, somewhere greater, if only I had been wiser.