What if...
Is it possible that those two words have the power to shape the activity of your everyday life? Is it established by a relatively healthy fear, or an irrelevant irrationality? I am tired of living by the romanticized notion that everything I do affects the outcome of something else. If I fail to do this ridiculously trivial task, what if this happens? If I do complete this negligible errand, could that take place? This "tragic lifestyle" can't be anything but an overdramatic portrayal of one's own life, construed by futile paranoia. It is an egotistical and mistaken view of the importance of oneself's role in society. It is a bestowing of meaning towards things that do not require the littlest amount of significance. Why do I allow myself to live this way? What am I afraid of?
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