Fear has been the main concern in my mind, again. Fear of death, fear of life, fear of stage, fear of not being good enough, fear of losing someone or something, fear of routine, fear of fear, fear of bravery. The list goes on. Maybe I should research this? Because clearly, it is something that I find fascinating. The weirdest thing for me is knowing that even though fear is certainly a natural emotion, we react to it as if it is alien. We all have different mechanisms to cope with it. I, personally ignore my fear until it becomes reality. I act brave. I assume they become real because I ignore them.

I walk in a dark forest. I hear footsteps, and heavy breathing, I see corpses around with flowers growing on top of them. I look and say what a beautiful scene. It starts raining, the mud slows me down. I fear for my life but immediately say, life is overrated – what’s so bad about death? I’ll just become a beautiful flower, which is absolutely better than humans. Then I keep walking slowly, ignoring the signs that tell me something around there wants to kill me. Not long after I die. And say, next time listen to your guts. Don’t be afraid to show your fear. Either run or fight.