All the time.
Walking with fear is a lot harder than running.
With running, it seems like you cover more ground since you are moving so fast, but truthfully, you aren’t.
It’s like a plastic bag in the wind; no one knows it’s there unless they see it, and even so, it’s forgotten about quickly.
I’m trying to learn how to walk with fear instead. I don’t know what I’ll leave, but at least it will be with intent.
I’ll take that.