Tonight's conclusion: you can't write when you are fearful.
I've attempted nearly a half dozen blog posts, but I can't finish or post any of them, because tonight my heart rests in a state of fear. And when you're fearful, vulnerability is an impossibility.
When I was 24 years someone questioned me, "You're not afraid of anything - are you?"
I pondered the question for a moment and then confessed, "I'm afraid of falling in love."
Funny, how some fears never really go away. Except now I'm equally afraid of not finding love, as I am to fall in love.
The result of insecurity = fear
The result of fear = an unwillingness to risk
The result of an unwillingness to risk = missed opportunity
To be continued...