i used to be brave... yet i'm not scared.
once in a while, random thoughts would fly across my mind and render me motionless. those were thoughts like..
me getting killed in that car crash i was in 5 years ago; or my fingers amputated from my lousy, careless mistakes in handling dangerous machines; or electrocuted to death from mishandling of electrical appliances;
... stuffs like that.
as i grow older i realize that i tend to become more aware of my own safety, and i start to take good care of myself. for example i don't really want to go jumping from high places and i'm starting to get friendly with the aeroacrophobia in me. i'd drive fast only and only when the traffic is clear. i don't go knocking my head on the wall like i used to anymore.
appreciating life is good. because i'm keeping myself safe.
...
but i wouldn't want to miss life's thrill either.
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