Being unprepared

Preparation is such an inhibition to spontaneity. I’d truly rather fall flat on my face than miss a chance by way of readiness.

Getting ready is such a hassle. I’d sometimes rather enter the fray with just my wits and a reasoned acceptance of consequence.

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