Futures by Zero 7 feat. Jose Gonzalez

Last night, I was telling my mom about my fears of the future. What if I can't get a job? What if I someday somehow hate my major? What if I hate my job? The uncertainty is poking at me. There is a strange cloud of doubt, hesitation, and fear that comes when you have no idea what to expect. I was frustrated that she told me to think out of the box if the worst happens. In hindsight, I was wrong to be sarcastic with her. At the same time, I hate when anyone makes me feel like my fear isn't real for me.

Fear is a tricky thing. Once you have fear, you got to do something about it. It's like climbing a ladder and you say that you "think you're not scared of heights anymore." But the more you ignore the depths of your fear, the more you have to take it in later on. The higher you go up the ladder, the more balance you got to get later on. And once you look down from 50 feet, you can fall if you don't beat the fear. Well.. in the end, no matter how valid, fear can go f*&^ itself.