When was the last time you did something you were afraid of? I took the plunge yesterday and conquered a bit of a fear I’ve had for a long time – I took myself out for breakfast.
Tuesday started like most Tuesday’s. I woke up, showered, got in the car, drove to Fremantle. But wait, I don’t work in Fremantle! That is because I had a dreaded appointment I’d been preparing myself for for two months. Two months of avoidance and denial.