metaphors

i have. of late. forced myself to occasionally walk over the metal grates in the sidewalk

fists clenched, stomach flutterbies. my eyes often squinched tight and my breath a little fast.

and i'm going to do a canopy tour in costa rica despite my fear of heights. i'm plunging forward with something i know i'll love, despite the panic it can induce.

i can find metaphors in anything, you know.

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