de[in]cision

The bird in hand looks deep into my eyes, begging me for leniency. And while killer instinct swarms my mind, it is the fear of failure that keeps my finger off the trigger. Excuses arise to squander opportunity. They present themselves as hiding places fortified by logic, warm places to crawl inside and watch from afar. As for me, half hidden already, yet clutching this golden goose, I'm terrified that the effort required for success will be all for naught. But this is only true in a closed system where growth only happens when goals are reached. The truth of the matter is that the majority of learning takes place along the way, and happens regardless of the end result. So, it's with this realization that I set out, not to achieve but to grow, and express myself openly and artistically.