I failed thrice:
1. Within the first half an hour, my navigating skills lead us east-ish when we wanted west-ish.
2. I choked on the clutch when stuck in a rock ditch up the switchbacks to the waterfalls.
3. I was ill-prepared for camping .
He reassured me that I served my purpose: an ear to take in and a mind to spit out responses.
I didn't fail at all:
Getting lost is part of the expedition.
Failing is inherent and
sometimes being unprepared prepares you even more for future endeavors.
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My favorite title.
When I was younger I used to have the Converse shoes with the react juice in them.
I love hip hop double entendres!
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