Thoughtful

I sit here in bed, looking out the window to the street. The street lights glow orange and cast a design on my walls. The bus stops at the stop and lets passenger's out  and the skyline is lit by quiet closed businesses on the next street over. It's been a long day. The kind that took an entire box of paula deen carbohydrates to fix and it still seems like there is something missing. Tonight as a reminisce of my previous hours in the daylight, I think about how fear can literally ruin your life. Today in specific I've seen how fear can take you as far as you want from a set goal and the owner of the fear has no idea. It's just interesting, many people have the belief that if they can just "get over" whatever is holding them back from something then they  can truly move on from the same point.  however, it is the time that is wasted that is the "gun" that fear holds in your life. Time is precious. Why would you waste it on being afraid of the world?  Those of you who are just waking up from your fear... realize that time has gone by while you were alseep.