Some things that scare me
I had trouble falling asleep last night, on the couch, staring at the clock on the cablebox. All I could do was think about things that scare me. Not terrifying things, just worrysome things, like paper deadlines, writing in ink, or waiting for bad news on the phone. The kind of things that loom, that feel heavy, make you tired.
Some things that scare me, in no particular order:
That I am no longer creative
That maybe I never was
Getting old
Sickness
Not remembering my childhood
The fact that I haven’t finished a book in well over a year
That my attention span is getting shorter
Crowded places/rooms
Depression
The nagging suspicion that the only thing I learned in college was how to write a paper with Chicago style citations
Sandstorms
Not finding a job this semester
Loneliness
Having no one to blame but yourself for it
Competition
Talking on phones
Some things I have. Some I dont, but they scare me nonetheless. Sometimes it is good to make lists.
3 years ago