Sunday, June 1, 2008

Dear Silly, Irrational Fear,

I think I discovered a new one of you today. I'm getting pretty good
at recognizing you because I've run into you before (my fear of
umbrellas poking out my eye, or getting a papercut on my eye-- I
didn't realize the eye trend until just now).

On my long walk today, three kids started following me. And all of a
sudden, about an hour into it, I started becoming worried about
medical emergencies happening in the middle of nowhere. What if they
stepped on something sharp and their foot started gushing blood? What
if they collapsed from dehydration? What if they have epilepsy?! What
could I possibly do to help?! I'm not a doctor!

This is you, Irrational Fear, is it not? It's not your twin
(fraternal, of course) Completely Reasonable, Rationable Fear? No, no,
I'm pretty sure it's you.

Walking with kids really stresses me out, man.

Yeesh,
r

1 comment:

  1. I totally do that sometimes too. Like I'll be walking along a deck or somewhere a little bit up off the ground and envision myself falling and landing in the worst position like on my elbow and face at the same time.

    Or just today I was thinking about how incredibly awful it would be if I had to get brain surgery since they have to keep you awake. And if I would be able to handle hearing and feeling my skull being sawed into. And then I realized that I should probably drive slower to work today so I wouldn't have to get brain surgery from the terrible accident I could potentially get into.

    Glad we can share this irrational fears together, even across the big pond!

    Love yas!

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