the ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?

I hate my fear of uncertainty. I'm 20 years old. I go to a good school, I'm doing well, I am not sick, I don't have Huntington's, and you'd think that I could look to the future with slightly less fear of all the things that could happen. Consciously I'm optimistic and excited. No, excited is a poor word for it. Anything could happen, anything, and that is a mind boggling fact. In a good way. But subconsciously, that scares the living shit out of me.

I want to be stronger than that.

I'm much better at appreciating the present. I just have to get down the appreciating the future