I was in line at my all time favorite tea shops- yes, Starbucks (i know, i know- but their Herbal London Fog is to DIE FOR, well that sounded a little extreme,
ok, I would wait in line for it even if there was still 8 people ahead of me.), anyways, I heard this little boy talking to his little sister…
about things they were afraid of. And well, that got me thinking….
Things I am afraid of:
::: Heights- anything higher than 5 feet off the ground makes me slightly nervous and my fear just escalates from there to a point where
I almost feel a little dizzy and my stomache starts to turn. However I am really good when it comes to flying in a plane, or when
I am harnessed (rock climbing), or jumping on a trampoline.
::: Anything creepy crawly unless it is in its proper surroundings- nature, and still even then…
::: I am afraid that I will start taking life too seriously.
::: that I saw yellow leaves forming on trees on tonights walk with Mr. Burgess.
::: That my feet will never have a pedicure this summer. just the thought makes me shiver.
::: that all SIX of my alarms won’t go off on a Saturday morning (to shoot a wedding).
::: that Oodle Noodle will go out of business because it is the bee’s knees.
::: That Matt’s piggybank (from his teen years), which is a spikey haired angry lookin’ gangsta’ , will fall off the bookshelf and break…. not.
::: The dark night. Like my mum always said, nothing good happens after dark.
::: That Mr. Burgess will get his hands on my Highschool play DVD- where I played a spoon. yes, a spoon. like the kind of spoon you eat cereal with.
::: Deep water- If I can’t touch, I am very hesitant to swim… and if I finally get brave and get coaxed into it I will ONLY do it if there is a wall or
ground a few meters away…
::: The weigh scale. scccarrryy.