August 31, 2020 1 min read
In the middle of a pandemic.
In the middle of a dream.
In the middle of a blog post, I learned I was afraid.
Afraid of failure.
In the middle out of a walk, I came to find what has helped me be less terrified.
I simply asked, “If I felt the fear and did it anyway, what’s the worst-case scenario?”
My self-destruction or my self-preservation?
Which is worse?
If it's my ego, then less is always more.
I'm always in the middle.
Of the ego battle.
In the middle.
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