But today I think I'll talk about my fear of snakes, even typing the word just now gives me the chills and makes me want to cry. I'm deathly afraid of snakes. There, I said it.
I used to be a lot worse, and have slowly gotten better about it. I used to start crying if I was taken off guard and a picture of one popped up in a movie or somewhere else...now I'll just have nightmares, but I get those just from talking about them. Tonight should be fun. It's bad, and I'm pretty sure if I ever happened across one Dave would find me passed out cold from the sheer terror of it all.
And as cute as our little house in North Carolina was, I don't miss it one bit. Why? Because our neighbor (who had grown up in the house we lived in) informed us as we were moving out that the reason his family finally moved out of there was because his Mom found one too many black snakes just hanging out in her living room. Shudders. No thank you! I don't care how cute a house is, that is not ok!
What about you, what are you afraid of?
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