Just in case.

    There was a time when I would say, how ya doin’ to almost anybody I met. I don’t think its fear. The older I got the more my fears have changed. The closet doesn’t hold some magical monster that could eat me, or the things in the dark that I can’t see. There are still fears of the unknown, but more like, what will happen if I loose my job, or what if I am unable to provide for my family? What if I am a horrible father?
    What can I do to prevent any of these worries? I feel the same way I prepared for fears of my childhood. I have to access the situation and prepare for the worse. Instead of practicing several forms of hand-to-hand combat in the off chance something attacks me in the dark, I study, prepare, and practice several skills that could be of marketable importance. Will it help? Who knows? I never had to use my martial arts skills, but then again, I still close the closet door at night. Just in case.