We all have fears, fear of spiders, heights, or water. Mine is birds, I'm afraid they're going to attack me, pick me to death. Is it real, is it a reasonable thing to fear? Probably not. I figure it is a manifestation of the only real fear I have, but that I rarely manage to confess, the fear of life. I think of life as a day on the beach, you're relaxing on the beach, doing absolutely nothing, and as you are walking towards the water, you are very ready to dive in, but as your toe touches the water, and you feel the chill creeping up your leg, you hesitate, and you're afraid to walk in. If you had just run into the water, nothing could've stopped you. So why can't I just dive into whatever life is about to had me? Why do I hesitate, postpone everything, even the smallest thing? I think it's fear of failure, no the fear is to be what I have made myself into, mediocre, average. How scary, it's boring, simply boring. Nobody wants to be average, simply the manifestation of the ordinary person. In between the extraordinary and the failure.
I guess it is easier to be afraid of spiders. Much easier to run away from. Life is kind of constant, wherever you go.
Scary right?
Zee ya!
