Fredericka Hibbs
Joy made me love. It has awoken my heart to the ripe fruits of the earth, and a determination to taste every one. It makes me revel in life’s most basic privileges. I dance in the rain and wade through the mud. Joy has made me childish. Joy made me sip tea on summer mornings, and crave the smell of ink in decaying books. Joy has have me stare at the stars in the still, placid evening, and wonder ever so innocently. It made me a wild thing, with matted hair. It made me daring, unfettered, unconcerned, chaotic. Joy has made me believe in frankness, and love, and the integrity of one who shoulders blame to prevent it from falling to another. Joy has made me love courage and justice, true freedom, true democracy, and think that to have passion in your heart and a soul on fire is all one should ever want. …show more content…
I fear eternity, and life, and death, and everything inbetween. I fear judgement and punishment. I fear getting things I don’t deserve. I fear failure and shattered dreams. I fear pain, and that fear preventing me from getting what it want from living. I fear silly things; shadows, darkness, noises in the night, the deepest water in a lake, and not quite understanding. I fear stupidity, being the subject of laughter, high cliff faces, cavities, and never quite being loved. I fear what human nature is capable of. I fear life’s inevitability, its limits in every dimension, and that moment of clarity just before death; that of fear, disappointment, and