Sit on the edge or jump..

Sometimes our hearts bleed over our good judgement causing us to continuously make decisions similar to all the others, always leaving us at square one.  I've been keeping a journal since I was 14 years old and when I go back in them to read I get to wondering about myself, and if I'll ever make the jump or if I'm going to continue hanging off the edge.  Something about the edge is spontaneous and fun but it only lasts for a minute per day.  The thing that seems to set someone back is the view. From the edge the view is always familiar which is more than most people can handle. There is fear behind the jump because there's no telling where you'll land.  I know that I don't want to sit on a ledge waiting, wondering, and worrying.  Even if jumping doesn't land you right where you want to be, it's probably where you need to be to get where you're meant to be.