According to the wonderful source that is Wikipedia “a phobia is a type of anxiety disorder, usually defined as a persistent fear of an object or situation the affected person will go to great lengths to avoid, typically disproportional to the actual danger posed“.
So perhaps to say I’ve a phobia would be what my friends call a “Katy style exaggeration”, but I’ve definitely done everything I could to put off writing this.
Funnily enough whilst insisting I really did need to go through every photo I’d taken, ever for about the 100th time I came across one I took of a fortune I found in a cookie about three years ago. I was coming out of a bit of a difficult time and it was exactly what I needed to hear in that exact moment and it was exactly what I needed hear again in this exact moment.
So whilst this is pretty much a pointless post, it does mean my first is over and done with. Once I press post there’s no going back. No more agonising over first impressions, no more wondering if something else would be a better idea, just my nonsensical ramblings out in the Ether.
Thanks for listening and I promise that future posts with actually come with a point (well most of the time anyway)