Fear

My life is surrounded by Fear. Fear of failure, fear of job loss, fear of, of...you know, Fear. Some days I eat and fucking breathe it. I had a hairy day at work yesterday, and while it wasn't job threatening, I still felt acutely fearful of job loss. And it fucking blows when reality and your mind don't see eye to eye.

So I was doing my affirmation at the end of the night, and I put my Death on my left shoulder as a reminder of the big picture, and my fear went away for the time being. WIth your own death looking you in the eye, work related issues become trivial, a lot of things become trivial.

Of course I get the irrational stab from time to time. It happened while I was writing this. But what can I do other than what I'm already doing? I just gotta pick up my pack and shoulder on down the path that is my life.