In the New Year, face a new fear. Hang loose and party with shots of Grey Goose. Or is it Geese for plural? Just be careful, too much they’ll call Earl! #dontdrink&drive
December 24, 2018

New Year, New Fear

Next year I’ll write a new fear.

Heights in 2018, Hawaii parasailing, hanging and harnessed in gear.

Climbing up Mt Zion with gut-wrenching aches, remembering my last fear.

But I kept climbing, for why was I scared all these past years?

2019 brings its new fear, don’t worry, I’ll share that through your speakers all year.

You’ll hear me through your headphones and ears.

Because you all have read about my past worries and fear.

They can be overwhelming like the holidays broke and lonely, so it’s OK to drop a tear.

I hung over seas viewing an island I’ve twice seen.

Looking over at beaches I once partied at in between, then hungover off cheap Bacardi.

As a New Year assumes a new day, it doesn’t change my plans except one fear won’t stay.

Looking over islands in the midst of fear, I climbed three of my Mt Zions all in one year.

And I thank the people for not misunderstanding me here.

So, stay tuned because my PODCAST is coming after the 1st of the New Year.

Born and raised in Portland, Oregon, Budd writes to encourage readers to explore the depths of their inner ocean, an unexplored self, because it's fun once you get through the emotional part... “The world around us is our vehicle, what you'll read is how I digest it.” -Budd

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