Lame

Fear builds walls. K. So. If you’re afraid of stuff, it will limit what you’re able to do.  If you’re afraid of pancakes, ihop isn’t the place for you, because that stands for International House of Pancakes (I’ve never actually met someone who is afraid of pancakes). Most of this is filler because I don’t really feel like writing this blog. But yeah. Fear sucks. If people were fearless that’d be kinda cool. Cause then people could do whatever they want. For example, I am afraid of airplanes, so I will probably never leave the country unless it’s to Canada which doesn’t really count cause Canada is just New York with a lot of annoying, drunk hockey fans. Oh well. I think that fear can also be a good thing though because sometimes fear can save your life. Like…if you were like…afraid to go in a room where a bomb was about to explode, you’d probably be afraid for a good reason, and as a result, you’d stay alive. I also think that fear is fear and that makes no sense, I just need like 60 more words so I will now tell a story. Nevermind, I cant think of one. Okay, okay. One time zach and I went to matts and we hid in the red tent when other people came. However, we were simply saying we were in the red tent, when really we were in the green tent. It was pretty obvious that we were in the green tent however. K.