Fear is the idea of loss.
I was only ever afraid if something could be taken from me.
My life from the boogie monster.
My money from a robber.
My freedom from my parents because of bad grades or something.
I put a gun to my head yesterday.
I get upset if others point guns at me.
I've always had that issue.
But yesterday, i put it to my temple and squeezed the trigger.
No bullets of course, but a couple months ago, i would have never have done that.
I was afriad of an act of God.
That maybe there was a bullet hiding in there somewhere.
I was still apprehensive about it yesterday.
But i did it.
Something i would never have done, if i had something to lose.
Guess i'm running out of things to fear.
And i don't think thats a good thing.
12:19 a.m. - 2004-02-22
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