Johnson
i don’t want to be scared of public speaking or heights or dying alone or saying the wrong thing to the wrong person. i want to be fearless with a smile beaming from my face that people only see on children nowadays. i want to look up and have that first flake of snow land on the tip of my nose and hear my mother’s soft laughter by my side. i want to be afraid of thunderstorms the same way i was afraid of them then. i want that.
