The Terrain of Confrontation

The (Funny) Fear of Backsplash, Photo by BradensEye courtesy of The Hare & Hound Pub

Give me risk, or give me death! I’d rather swim a thousand lifetimes in the profundities of unfathomable plummeting than wade in the shallows of superficiality. It’s been a voluptuous road toward routing myself as the queen of my defense. I enjoy the role of the languid sideliner in contrast to being a dependable dictator for my individual causes. Only, the ferocity of accomplishment generally hastens when we’re hellbent on helping…