Fearless

When I was younger I was fearless. I was cocky and confident. I was ready to take on the world. And I figured if it came down to Me against the World — I would prevail!! Ha ha.

I suppose some of it was just the blind arrogant stupidity of youth. And I suppose some of it was just egotism (“I’m such a great man I’ll win in the end!”).

Now that I’m older (and frailer) I’m more full of fears and anxieties. I realize how easily I can be crushed.

At the same time, I’ve always realized that ANYBODY can be crushed at any moment. No matter how big and powerful you are. Whether surrounded by body guards or Secret Service agents. Low-life mutants snuffed out John Lennon and John F. Kennedy. After all. So if someone really wanted to crush me like bug, it wouldn’t be all that difficult to arrange.

So I don’t worry about it past a certain point.

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