It is all about me. Who else am I, after all?
03.07.05 - 2:50 p.m. The foregoing might imply that it is people themselves of whom I am afraid. Not at all, or at least, not in the main. That would be like fear of one book spread to an entire genre, and then to the whole of lirtature; or a fear of a particular breed of mountain snake being called a fear of reptiles. Not a bit of that. More... fear that every snake one sees will turn out to be that one breed of mountain snake of which one has a particular terror. It is thus, and that is all, and dammit, I need to stop behaving in the fear-way. Because my new years resolution was to drastically reduce the number of things I "can't" do, by hell, and by hell, just because it's comfortable doesn't mean I'm necessarily the way it ought to be. And taking out fear on all the other non-venemous snakes is just plain not acceptable, and unworthy of me.
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