When I stood at the edge of the cliff and took in the vast chasm of the space of unknown that was left, as my yes’s to work in the coming year evaporated…the one who I fear that is fear itself, crept on spidery, almost imperceptible tick legs, up my inner pant leg…headed exactly for my most vulnerable parts. Terror longs to sink it’s tiny fangs in and suck life blood out. But it didn’t, and isn’t….the story moves on….
stay tuned….