the other day i was driving down the highway, blasting my favorite songs and i thought about that time when i was afraid of driving down the highway. and i started thinking about all those times where i’ve been scared of things that i now couldn’t live without. i thought about the time i was scared of heights but i parasailed anyways. i thought about the time i couldn’t dream of changing high schools and about the time i moved to a new country to go to college, and had one of the best years of my live. how many years do you think we waste while we’re scared? i wonder.