[Gallagher]

I'm glad that you think so. I try and put a lot of thought into the way that I word myself. Having the proper tone means a lot to me. I'd like to do more practice with that, so I can do a wider variety in my writing.

In any case. A new addition for today.

Reality

Fear, it seems, is a most vicious of monsters. There is no hiding from it. It can always find you. It knows exactly where to look. There is no running from it. It's like your shadow, following your every move, even if you don't notice it. There is no defeating it. Not forever, that is. It always returns. No matter what you do to it, no matter what you say to it, it returns. It might just be in a way you haven't seen before.

Fear. It has a way of sinking into our bones. The worst of pains do not come from pain itself. Pain is something that, by our very nature, we forget the instant it's gone. Fear, however, lingers in us, reminding us that, though we might not remember that pain, it is there. It waits for us to slip.

What we want to be secure, to last forever, rarely do. What we want to disappear always returns, clinging to our fears as it chases us.

I'm tired of being afraid, but fear is the only truth I know.