I understand it’s important to have walls. It took years to rebuild mine even loftier. Every stone acquired at a cost of time itself. But the moment you decide to knock them down, it’s meant to be scary. Vulnerability usually is. But being wise to the foundation that once held it is when you remember practicality. They say, “Don’t get attached if you don’t want to be.” But I know if something speaks to me, there’s a good reason why. I’m not everyday. I’ve become too journeyed and emotionally conscious to ever be. Charm isn’t something I try to give. It’s what I’ve lived and know. And if I search for more excuses, then I’m just preventing me. So yes, I put myself out there not knowing if it will give back. How else can I be me.