Do you fear what I fear?
What do I fear?
Read my journal.
My doctor told me to keep a journal of my fears.
So, I did.
When I filled the first one, I started another.
Filled all the shelves in my room.
I needed more shelves.
And a bigger room.
The basement was bigger.
So, I moved downstairs to the basement.
Filled it with shelves, and filled those shelves with my journals.
Writing more and more.
Write them in a computer?
Unlimited space to fill?
No. I’m afraid to lose it all.
I should add that to my journal.