Dreaming on Auto-Pilot

Scared that I would never get there. Scared that I would always feel like I wasn’t going to be worthy of a decent man’s attention….you can go on forever about the things in the future. What I began to realize is that future point I was thinking of really didn’t matter. That if I didn’t get out and smell the daisies the whole World would pass me by. My fear of the future kept me from living.