Perhaps you're afraid you'll end up in a hell filled with organs and blood?
Or perhaps a deep ocean abyssal void, with no way to see what's 5 feet in front of you?
I'm afraid of these things. I'm also afraid of the fact that within a couple weeks, I'll be living in an entirely new home, nearly two hours away from the city. None of my friends are
, so I can't vent about it to them.
I don't know why, though. I've been expecting to move over there since December year before last, and I've been wanting to move away for even longer. And the place I'm moving to is amazing. Two acres of land, huge house. Comes with a hot tub, a big screen TV, satellite package, and a month free of rent.
So why am I overcome with dread over this?
I just don't know. I feel scared and lonely and like I'm being pushed into something against my will.
I blame Sam Neil for scaring the shit out of me the other night with his inter-dimensional bullshit spaceship.