I am not always the most positive person. This is a gross understatement. The fact is that I often lack cajones (BALLS) and as such, I find myself experiencing less-than-ideal situations that could have been well within my locus of control to change. In turn, these situations cause me to become a negative, stressed out, lackluster individual instead of the dynamic person that I (and those around me) know me to be. This week, I have finally grown myself a large set of [virtual] cajones. They were always there; they just needed a sharp kick to send them through puberty and into young adult-hood.