When the fear wears off


When you jump off a cliff into the untamed waves below, the exhilaration of your first jump is unmatched. You immediately climb up to do it again. To feel that apprehension in your stomach get over taken by pure delight. You hope to recapture that feeling. But you can never have it again. Not in the same way. The fear has changed it's flavor in your mouth. It's now laced with experience. With memory. With deserved certainty. Well, at least that's what I've read. I can't swim so I haven't done much cliff jumping. 

I bring this up because I always remember that story when I think about my second Youtube video. As it is on the cliff, so it goes with exposing yourself to the world and declaring your claim to some real estate in another human's life. The vulnerability is intense and heightened all the more by the uncertainty of what is to come. Embrace? Rejection? Envy? Scorn? Of course the fears outweigh the hopes. Of course you forget to expect that all too familiar feeling that is...