Ever feel afraid of something but think, oh man is that ever stupid, so you don't tell anyone about it? I call those closet fears. Things that I'm just a little worried about but I don't really want anyone to know 'cause it's kind of silly. Well, I've got one that I just feel compelled to confess. I wonder how many of you out there will have to admit that it worries you, too?
Here's what scares me...now that the weather is colder our city has had a repeat of an annual problem. The temperatures drop & scads of crows move into town. I'm not talking about starlings or anything like that. These crows are the size of bowling balls. They are noisy & they are messy. But I'm not afraid they're going to attack me. I'm afraid of something else altogether. Recently I've been needed to make local deliveries for work. The first run goes out at 6:30 in the morning. That's when all the crows are stirring around. Seriously, it's like a black cloud overhead. And here's my fear...it's just a matter of time before I get nailed by you-know-what. And when it happens, I'll bet I get hit multiple times. Yuck just doesn't begin to cover it. That's my closet fear.
Anybody out there ever get 'hit'?