I'm not sad

I was reading my older posts, and I noticed that I sound like a real downer. Well, I'm not actually sad. It's just that talking about how happy you are isn't fun. I mean, who cares?

How to cure fear

A couple days ago, I went online to read a scary story. At first, I thought, "Pshh, this isn't scary," but lo and behold, when bedtime rolled around, I turned off the lights and fear gripped my heart.

As I lied in my bed, head racing with ominous thoughts, I desperately tried to change the subject to something not scary. But everything began showing its ominous side. Whenever I tried to tell myself that there was nothing to fear, I thought, "But that's what they want you to think."

Finally, I decided to think about how big the universe was. And suddenly, I stopped caring.

I guess this works for a lot of things.

Possibilities, possibilities

In my last post I noticed that the 2 phrases - it isn't & it's not - are equivalent. Interesting, huh?

Change

I don't think change is good. Not to say that it is bad, because it's not that, either.