I remember when I was a kid, I was never one to have that devil may care attitude. Sure, I would climb a tree and fall down and scrape my knees but I was never one to think that I would live forever. I think having overprotective parents really did me in. They would always be saying things like, "what if you hurt yourself? what if this? what if that?" You get my drift.
Lately though, I have been more paranoid than normal. I keep wondering why things seem to be at a steady pace. Mind you, I did not say peachy but steady. Things seem to be at a lull and I just keep waiting for the other shoe to drop. Is that even the right phrase? Oh well.
So there. I feel like something big is about to happen and it will be like a tsunami that will just sweep me away and it would pretty much take a lot for me to recover from it. Of course, I could be just being a lil bit melodramatic but that's how I feel right now. It's like I am standing on the edge of a cliff with only one foot balancing me. I am no good at balancing.
Wonder what will happen?