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Plan B

If omens are real, today's was not a good one. It was supposed to be a tremendously productive day writing about numerous inspiring, bizarre, endearing and death-defying horses and their people from around the globe, but instead I spent the day fighting a cold, holding a cranky baby, and constantly refreshing the home page to see if my company's servers had come back online yet. (They haven't.)

I stopped all of my fretting long enough to enjoy the triumphant return of Sherlock on PBS, and was shook up a moment by this lovely bit from our protagonist:

 "Fear is wisdom in the face of danger. It is nothing to be ashamed of."

While I'm quite fortunate not to be in any eminent danger, my situation is admittedly less safe than it used to be. Freelancing can be quite good work, and other times precarious and unrewarding work. And I can't say I've been overwhelmingly fearless in the face of my new full time responsibilities. 

That being said, I like the idea of accepting the fear. I'm not so naive as to think it will absolutely work out, but I'm also not going to let trepidation shut the door in my own critical mind maze. 

Day 1/365 is in the books as a hot mess, and not without worry. But it also didn't stop me, and that's the attitude I hope to have during the hard times and keep in my back pocket during the easy times. 

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