I have big
plans that I don't quite know how to navigate. I'm afraid of a lot of
things:
big water
decisions
being mean
waking up old and exhausted with nothing but a lot of stuff
forgetting what I want to do
being humorless
running into people who might think I still live there when I'm
visiting my parents
not being able to tell the horrible bitter old woman who cuts in
front of me in line at the checkout stand that she can't do that just
because she's old and angry
becoming an old, angry woman who thinks she can cut in front of
people at the checkout stand
not being able to extract myself from a conversation with a stranger
staying the same
my dog not liking me anymore
my dog dying
plane crashes
having bad breath and not knowing it (the having bad breath part
doesn't upset me; I just don't like other people to be thinking about
it when I'm not)
complacency
not listening to people
being a weenie—this is my most justified fear. I am a total
weenie. It gives me a good excuse for failing.
I have big
plans that I don't quite know how to navigate. I'm afraid of a lot of
things: 
