I have been in a despondent state of mind. Up and down, but more down than up. Trapped in my thinking and stifled by fear. An imaginary fear - of what could happen, or not. I tell myself, you could live the life you want, just step outside of yourself. But the fear, it consumes me. It has no face, no image - just words - of doubt. People do it all the time, live the life they want. Why can't I, why not me? Yes, indeed, why not you?
