Greg Miller

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If everything your life entailed was written down and handed to your parents

that special moment you were born, you would know what to expect. That wouldn’t

be life than would it? No one has the faintest clue of what is going to happen. I am

included in this no one and I am scared. Scared of what’s ahead. Scared about

becoming a failure. Scared about life. I do my best constantly, but what if that is

deemed unfit? I can’t help but be overwhelmed at all of the possibilities that my

future may be waiting to hand me as it laughs at my lack of success. But why is it,

that this one thing I dread the most is what also brings me happiness?