I just took a long walk around my little town. As I got to the intersection of the first street I walked down, someone (someone in my grade in my school, a male someone) stopped to ask if I needed a ride anywhere. I just wanted to be away from home, so, naturally, I answered "No, I'm just taking a walk. Thanks though!" with a smile that would have convinced anyone that I am ok. As I walked though... I wondered. What if I got into his truck and just asked him to take me to the farthest park? Would he have asked if I was ok? I was nearly to tears. I needed to be anywhere but in this town... anywhere but home. Would it have been better to ride with him to a park, if only not to feel so lost and frustrated for the few minutes it would have taken to get there? What was it that I was afraid of? So... What do we lose when we take counsel from our fears? For me, it would have been the comfort of a friendly person and the warmth of a truck. Maybe some relief. But for now, my fears are my counsel. So I must be forever alone with my thoughts and that bridge that just isn't high enough to see.