Of getting old, dying the usual stuff--certainly being incapacitated and not able to take care of my life and myself.
But mostly I think I fear a furture without communication--no email, no snail mail, no phone, no internet no any of the ways I've learned to keep informed, in touch and knowing how my friends and family and others I know are doing.
that's enough for today, tomorrow will bring new fears or some of the same ol ones.
cheers,
shamba
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