I don’t have a fear of commitment - I have a fear of abandonment. We all screw things up; I screw things up, especially with the people I love. I get needy, I get moody, I get distant, I want to be too close, I get confused. I don’t understand all of it but I keep pushing because I hope in this thing - the universe. There’s no way I’m the only person out there who wants something this bad. If I want it, someone else out there must, too.
Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.