Here's a complete list of everything I've ever been afraid of from the age of five to, oh, let's say just the other day... Maybe things I've misremembered, maybe things I've just forgot, but as far as I can figure, this is pretty much the lot.

Make of it what you will, make of it what you will!

'Cause it's:

• Birds (when they're caged) and heights and movie credits (if they're very long)
• Crowds and puppets (but only the normal looking ones), dying in a fire (and fire in general)
• Being washed right out to sea
• Losing all of my front teeth
• Being buried half-alive
• Bugs that burrow deep inside (and also the ones that jump very high)
• Wild (and domesticated) dogs, and things like that
• (Un)Domesticated mice and rats
  • Not all of them, just their feet
• Or that my whole life could be sleep
• Ferris-wheels (heights) and certain blues
• Oh, but mainly losing you... These days, mainly losing you.

And here's a picture of the house I'd like to build for us someday. This may seem unrealistic, I'm not very good with my hands. If we had to we could buy it, or keep renting like we do, borrow money from our parents, pool our money me and you.

All we need's four walls to hold us, and a roof to keep us dry. A bed big enough to sleep in as I roll around at night. Keep us sheltered from the darkness, and the things that lurk outside, and this growing sense of distance that keeps building in my mind...