“One need not be a chamber to be haunted;
One need not be a house;
The brain has corridors surpassing
Material place.”
~Emily Dickinson

I try to live each day as if the future doesn’t hold anything terrifying…
to push the fear to the back of my mind, refusing to let it rule my days, ruining what may be the only good times I have for awhile.
But the fear is there, lurking like a malevolent spirit, to haunt every hour, minute, second that isn’t filled to capacity.
I find that unless I am moving, doing, going… the fear creeps in, tainting my thoughts, coloring my emotions.

And it sucks.

Fifteen days until that fear can be faced head on.

What will I do without the axis of my world?