cowards I've met so many throughout my life, those who disguise themselves as adventurers to Amazon, which surprised me to find someone really brave. The surprise came to terror when this person encouraged me to be brave. My body and mind were in ruins, filled with dust and worst of all with unwanted tenants, crusty squatters who had settled in my way of being and living well with it. And cost to reconstruct its own, raising fear of a debris and discovered a body paralyzed me for a long time. I refused to sweep until I was aware that began to bother me that was not swept. It was strange, after so many years of dirt, began to seem abnormal that he had beenduring this time. Beginning to look like a dirty, to see how strange place disorder.
took me to kick people out, put points on ies, as they say. I characterized by a cowardly inaction of those who let time pass for fear of risk. In one of my favorite books described a character who "fear told when you should stop, the lack of fear when he said go ahead." Absolutely vital for fear of paralysis, that's what I was, an invalid who ran freely through the world but not his mind. What I did at first is to act, a role brilliantly interpretedknowing that the covenants of the scene prevents the character actor to be represented. He laughed at me as if mine was a comedy instead of a tragedy because he said that all he was doing was put forward before a cat to know it was put in front of a lion.
When I eventually start to look at me with more good eyes and saw that, despite the dirt on my body, there was chaos and disorder, I beat the habit . It was empty, my people homeless, and the brave boy became for me a kind of computer God of light and darkness, those who say that the first thing was the word. My habit was to let cwide protection for their people in my personality and instead of being brave for truth and change myself comfortable again. He came back laughing and thought I was going to talk about lions and cats, but she said flatly that he pleased not to be a God or not a parasite and left. Alone, I filled my indoor saltwater. With something had to cover all that space! I cried, I cried like I never had. They spent many days of water immersion to the head was that I was going to explode from the pressure. Could not think, however, when the water began to evaporate, I realized that at last, after so long, everything had been cleaned.
What
that followed is no epic adventure. I was still afraid, a lot of things that drove me was finding me to stay quietly in a corner. I began to look like a coward, but it was that kind of feeling as when you're a little older and feel immature, no relation to your past, but realize that is maturity. People now come to visit but I did not invade. The brave boy I guess I'll be doing valiantly.
