Juggling is hard. It takes skill, and precision, and determination.
And when you can juggle six balls with ease, eight balls with confidence, ten balls with concentration, and are living life constantly at thirteen balls…
You can get hysterical when failure arrives.
Or you can toss your failures up in the air and watch them rain down like confetti as you bask in the glittering, glimmering, gilded fragments of your imperfection.
We are all human, after all.