Confession # 73

I am a BIG GIANT CHICKEN SHIT!

I had my chance last night to have the talk with my friend, and I chickened out!

It just did not seem like the right time. He was late, I ran into friends, we were both tired… Long and short of it I am a BIG GIANT
CHICKEN SHIT!

This is a great friendship, the reward is worth the risk, but the gamble is not worth the loss. Well I sort of opened the bottle, now I just have to let it breathe and see what develops. Nothing ventured, nothing
gained—right?
(How many dorky clichés can I use in this post?)

The funny thing is if he were counseling me on this whole situation he would only have two two words for me.

CHICKEN SHIT!