I don’t know if what I’m afraid of is the state of the world. Rather, I think what I’m afraid of is the state of my attitude about the state of the world.

My fear has brazenly taken pen in hand and redefined a horizon as the termination of everything instead of the beginning of many things. And the first thing I need to do is get my pen back.

I can live a life anticipating beginnings or survive a life dreading endings. So maybe I should begin ending the dreading.

A journey from ‘where I am’ to ‘where I am’ is cowardice thinking that it’s going somewhere.

The statement, ‘this is as far as I can go’ is code for ‘I’m blind’, I’m scared’, or both.