Day 28: A picture of something you're afraid of.

Day 28: A picture of something you're afraid of.

Fear is an odd thing. Can it be depicted in a picture? The rushing of a heart beat, the stifling of a breath, a scream, the unsteady hand. I used to be to young an dumb to be afraid, but then I had children. My worry level went up. I can worry with the best worriers in the business.  To be relevant to the question I have chosen at random something I am afraid of.

So today I needed to go up in to our crawl space to look for a notebook of my poems that I seem to have lost during the move. I pull down the latter and slowly climb up in to a dark whole in the ceiling only to find that the light burned out or that the fuse is not on. We do have the fuse for the alarm off because we don't know the password and that fuse is the door bell also. So I stood there thinking of ways to get light in there and wondering about spiders. After trying to find a working flashlight and deciding against using a candle because of all the insulation I finally took my rushing heart and the rest of my nervous body into the attic. I have an over active imagination which ranged from icky crawling things suddenly attacking me, to finding out if ghosts are real in a horrible shrieking fit of disturbing them, big spiders rushing in to claim a very large lunch, and rodents. Eeek! Of course non of this was found up in the attic space but I did go in even with a racing heart and shaking hands. I did not find the notebook, but I did discover nothing lives up there.