It's a funny thing that we are posting about fear this week. Not for the obvious fact that Halloween is coming up, but rather because I know exactly what it is I am afraid of. People have lots of little fears that hardly impact the way we function as a collective society. But whether it is subliminal or right at the forefront of our brains, I think we all have deep seeded fears. Fears that eat away at us, and change the way we act and feel. I know what I fear. I might not know exactly but I think I can say I have an idea. Now, after that slew of "I's", I will cut to the point. I fear lots of little things. I fear death and dying, pain and suffering. I feel paranoia creeping across my brain, like the rains of a thunder storm rushing across the rippling surface of a destitute, grey lake of waste. I feel my imagination stalking me in the dark, serial killers, enemies, phantoms of vapour, all wanting to mutilate me and kill me. But these fears always are fantastical in nature and bear no consequence on my life. The fear of life is what keeps me awake. I'm living so carefree. My life is as good as it gets. I just push aside the unpleasantries and focus on doing whatever I want. My fear is that what I'm doing now is like an earthquake caused by the tectonic plates shifting. The effects of my ruckus won't be felt immediately here and I won't fall into a fault line, but one day the tidal wave will come. I'm afraid that life is going to come crashing down on my shoulders as I stand on my beach, drinking in the sunlight of my glorious fantasy. My fear is that when this wave hits i'll be wearing cement boots. Thats why tonight as I write this, I'm taking steps to untie the shoelaces. The first thing I'm doing is getting rid of my cellphone. It is depriving me of essential communication skills and unnecessary at best.