I'm currently failing.

At stand-up open mics.

Because I'm not going enough.

You have to go up at least six times a week to get better.

I'm going once.

Once!

I suck.

There's no doubt, I'm facing my share of difficulties.

Audiences have rejected bits.

People have rejected punches.

My comedic heart has been broken.

But it's still beating.

Premises might keep me up at night but regrets don't.

It's an unrealized dream.

I'm showing up.

I'm going up.

But not going up enough.

Rejection won't hold me back.

Twice a week, here I come.

Gotta do it.

What I love.