He is a wannabe Needs to take the chance and throw caution to the wind Nothing easy for him but never look back and wonder You are only good enough once you understand you have to accept things first You very best is the best Not what others think or say We have all been there and if we choose to go there or anywhere It is our choice You do what you love and the chips if they fall are not only of your making It is the air and in the universe and this is not happy talk Not being a Pollyanna or sugar coating things It is as real as a writer waking at inconceivable hours because their muse stirred them up Hope to see you here For him