I'm sat here, wide-eyed, staring tomorrow in the face. Fear and dread incapacitate me but I can't look away. It's there and it's not going away. What am I scared of losing?
I'm scared of losing 'now' and all its quiet cosy comforts that envelope me like a warm blanket. I'm scared of leaving and not being able to come back. I'm scared of change and falling from an unknown height onto an unknown landscape. I'm scared of losing that familiar feeling of home and belonging.
Sometimes I wish I could freeze frame today and snuggle inside now forever.