Silly Pants McGee

It's been my new task lately to get the mail at work. When the girl who used to do it went on holidays, I filled in. Although she's back now she's been busy, so I've kept doing it. I like it; I enjoy getting out of the building for a little walk in the middle of the day, and having a break while still being productive.

The walk gives me a few minutes to think, and sometimes these thoughts surprise me.

The other day I discovered that I am afraid. I am so afraid that I am going to screw everything up and lose it all. I'll say something that comes out wrong or be unfair in my expectations, and everything will crash down. I feel like I just live on the brink. It will be all my fault, but I won't be able to avoid it. Impending doom.

P.S. Justin chose the title. I was stumped. So was he, so he made something up. Maybe that's what he thinks of my fear of impending doom. I find that comforting.