Fear?
So, I'm really really scared of people being mad at me. Really scared, like, I had a long detailed dream about it and it takes up a huge portion of my idle thinking time. Sarah from New Tech called, because I cancelled my appointment with her two days before, because I was scared that she would be mad, and now I'm scared that the woman who I left the message with didn't give it to her, and that's why she called and now she'll be mad. And Kirsten from work called about what hours I'm working and I'm scared shitless that for some unknown reason she'll be mad too.
And Deb Kennedy, my internship boss woman, she's probably peeved. And my philosophy professor, who I have no reason to doubt will be anything about a sweetheart if he did not (I don't know, he probably did.) find my paper, I'm scared of him too.
Back from Utah. No Mormons. Now I must go beat Blaine so I can visit the islands that weren't in blue and red.
And Deb Kennedy, my internship boss woman, she's probably peeved. And my philosophy professor, who I have no reason to doubt will be anything about a sweetheart if he did not (I don't know, he probably did.) find my paper, I'm scared of him too.
Back from Utah. No Mormons. Now I must go beat Blaine so I can visit the islands that weren't in blue and red.