Cannonball.

I decided a long time ago what I wanted to do with this year. I'm about to do it. No expectations for myself except that I do my best to be the best. In a nutshell I'm feeling a great amount of nervousness for what lies ahead of me. I find myself eager to jump and then afraid to fall. I find that walking into the future isn't enough. I'll jump or fall. I'm jumping and hoping to God I can fly. (That is a Hitch line) Here goes nothing.