I am afraid of everything, but I fear nothing.

I am afraid that I am exactly what I think I am - a selfish, pouting boor with a short attention span, a childish reaction to perceived slights and the inability to change any of those conditions.

I am afraid to make the first step.

I am afraid that I will leave no mark. I do not want to inspire anyone (it would be nice if it happened); I want someone to remember me for something I did, good or bad. Too often I am left behind, ignored or forgotten.

I am afraid I do not measure up in life, that I take the path of least resistance too often and skate by with a muddled conscience.

I am afraid of being left alone at night in an empty house.

Spiders don't scare me, neither does rejection.

The End

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