7things Sunday: What are you afraid of?
Nothing too original.
I am afraid of very deep water. Mainly falling into it, not knowing what is underneath me. Maybe I watched too many scary shark movies growing up. Curse you, Jaws!
My mind couldn’t stand losing Jillzey. I am afraid of not being able to make her happy. I am afraid of hurting her in any way, shape, or form. The concept of her being disappointed in me is terrifying.
For some reason I really don’t like sleeping with my feet sticking out when I am in a place where I do not feel comfortable, like a strange room at someone’s house. Strangely enough I didn’t worry about this when I first stayed in Jillzey’s house. I think that as long as she is with me, I am not afraid of anything.
Well, maybe the deep water, since that’s the only phobia I’ve nursed and taken care of since I was younger. Don’t get me wrong, I love being on the water. I love boats, I love water skiing and inner tubes and all that fun stuff. I don’t mind falling into the water in a lake. It’s the vast expanse of ocean that scares me.
