On Fear

the idea is there. the emotion and drive is there. the protagonist is almost there. but then there's the fear of picking up the bloody phone and actually finding out if it's all a possibility. we're talking nothing but stupid, evil, gratuitous fear. I guess there's not much to do than get over it. still it's intimidating calling someone you've never met, someone you don't know how will react to your request, someone who is just living his life as normal ignorant of the nervous caller-to-be on the other end. I don't even know what I'm scared of, 'cause I guess the worst answer one can get is 'no'. still it's weird, it's not natural calling a stranger asking him if you can invade his privacy. I don't know, maybe he'll be flattered, I guess I would've been. I'll just do it, 'cause the worst thing he could say is 'no', isn't it? I'll call, but I'll wait 'till tomorrow. today I need to calm my nerves and have a cup of tea.