So, for two weeks I’ve awaited this one day, this one day that is nearly here. For two weeks I’ve struggled in my mind to understand the signs. For two weeks I’ve contemplated logic, fear and the unknown. For two weeks I’ve been anxious and eager, afraid and filled with wonder. For two weeks now I’ve waited. And now the eve of that very day has come. The anxiety has faded. The fear, subdued and now all that’s left is wonder. I’m going to conquer a very big fear tomorrow. I know I’ll do it, I have no doubt and I might be anxious but it feels more like gentle butterflies now. I think I’ve worn myself out with thoughts and worries about things that I don’t even know, cannot validate and yet the fears and feelings ran rampant. And tomorrow I will shove them all aside and at noon, I’m on my way. I’ll soar sky high and watch the world below…until at some point, my destination comes into view and a new anxiety and excitement will wrap itself around my soul. My feet will touch the ground, new ground, ground I’ve never walked upon. And all the fear and worry and wonder will descend upon me once more…I can see it and feel it and it feels good. An adventure and sights unseen, unknown companions, fellow travelers on this journey we call life. Hmmm, I don’t wish to ponder it any further. I don’t want to see any more. I think I should rather let it be fog in my mind for now and let the mists clear slowly as the time passes and more of this journey unfolds.