I use to view myself as fearful and yet, as I lay here not able to sleep, listening to “The Best of Chopin,” I realize that I am no coward. I continue to pursue my dreams even though I’ve experienced some serious setbacks. I’ve loved with all my heart even though it wasn’t forever. I’ve pursued the goal of stepping out and owning my own business when some recommended that I play it safe. The problem is that safe was starting to look really scary. There was a point where I was more afraid of “safe” than I was of “failure” and I’ve experienced some brutal failures along the way. However, I am glad that I made attempts to fulfill my dreams. I wasn’t a hostage of fear. Now, I have another Goliath to conqueror and I will…I am no coward…I am courageous.