The Vice President

You messed up, McCain.  She's a fire-cracker.

Pre-emptive strikes?  It makes me afraid.

The community organizer doesn't make me afraid.

The Caution

Here it comes.  I suppose I am on the verge of one of two possible scenarios:  (1) I am about to rise from average, where I've remained idle for some months now, and take strong action toward my true goals and potentials, becoming a man, or (2) I am about to plunge into the bleakest, loneliest night of my days, facing obstacles with defeat as my expectation, fating myself to a life of loss.  I'm cautious today.

Perhaps I need her to get through this, and without her I will crumble to the darker fate.  Or perhaps it is without her that I should walk my road, and she can only hold me down.  I truly have no perception here.  What I do perceive is that I am about to shed some skin, to reform with a bit more color to my life.