There's no such thing as a fearless person. Every single one of us is afraid of something. There's the more obvious ones, like people who are afraid of the dark or spiders or something of equal insignificance. Then there are the ones who are a bit more interesting and are terrified of things like commitment or love. I've also met a few people that were oddly enough afraid of being great, of living up to their true potential, of being who they truly are...
I'm probably afraid of all those things, or maybe I'm not. I honestly don't know anymore. All I know is that the thing I fear most is the calm. The calm before the storm. The storm isn't that scary, because at least by now I know that the storm I can weather. It's the silence, the waiting, the part where you don't know what to expect that is utterly horrirfying...
So I sit quietly and peacefully in the calm. Wishing I could enjoy it and savor this moment. But it scares me. I don't like it. What if it stays like this forever? Then I guess I'll just have to create a little bit of thunder on my own...
