General concern ::salutes:: General Concern!
I'm afraid of that day my life stops being an adventure. I can almost feel it, a thick, clinging desire for the comfortable. I'm afraid of the day I start making a point of saying "normality" in place of "normalcy". I'm afraid of only cooking out of my a "recipe binder". I'm afraid of the things I long for being things. I'm afraid of not noticing subcultural phenomena until the local news suggests they might have had something to do with a suicide. I'm afraid of having kids because I need a new hobby. I'm afraid of getting my opinions from the New York Times. I'm afraid that my life will be defined by what I consume.