I don’t like to be put in situations where people can yell at me, where I can be in the wrong, where I can be blamed for failure. I don’t like to lie, to cheat or to up-sell. I’m a lousy salesman.
Quite simply, I’m too scared.
Everyone understands fear. If only we weren’t so afraid we’d sky jump, get married or sell our sofa and go live in a tiny monastery in Tibet where bald monks would teach us how to kill a man with our pinky toes.
If only we had the courage. If only we’d be fearless then we’d go, do, learn, live.
Sorry to burst your bubble, kiddo. Being fearless does diddly squat. Read More