I am pretty much ready to say yes, to jump in your arms and work on this until my fingers bleed. I'm sick of being cautious, really who am I being cautious for anyways? Myself? probable. The rest of the world? Most likely. So I'm taking this, I want to so badly. Perhaps I'm not strong enough. Perhaps you will always be mine. Either way. Just ask me, that's all, I'm ready, let's go.