in life.
at life.
and this wasn't just your ordinary, "yeah there's coffee dripping down my forearm while my left foot is standing in a urine trail and two of my three tote bags are losing their tupperware containers."
rather... this was a rare moment of paralyzing fear.
thoughts flooded my cranium.
i'm too young for this!
i'm only a baby, an infant!
i know nothing! i can do nothing!
i CERTAINLY shouldn't be trusted with myself!!!!
it took a good couple of stoplight successions to regather my composure and onward march. regather i did, but the doubts still lingered.
perhaps it is something that everyone goes through. and not just once, but time and time again... when the going gets tough and the confidence|mobile is putt-puttering for some more hope|propane.
frightening as it is to recognize that you're on your own... that's just part of the deal.
there's no time to mope.
there is life to be lived, and there is shit to get done.
plus, big girls don't cry.
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