the next steps in life scare me.

i know i desire control, the ability to mold my own future and have things my way. certainty is comfortable; rejection and loss terrifying.

it's like sand crumbling through my fingers, softly falling away. it's like standing at shore and watching a giant breaker in anticipation. you could jump and ride the wave, but if you hesitate, you just might get pulled under, drenched through and sputtering.

in truth, i am a little scared and wished someone would hold my hand.

but this is life. live it. live it well.