Cry or try..

such a straightforward option, right?

Probably the most used one.
So I decided to try, to keep on trying.
And maybe, meanwhile, to have some rest in drying.
The soaked parts of mine.
But I would still come back.
To flying.
In trying.
New things, new tastes, new life.
The time is short.



What is it that you are afraid to try?