Fear is a powerful thing. Thing that makes your breathing race. Racing breaths were meant for fleeing a cheetah. Cheetah was never meant to teach you to live on a wheel. Wheel keeps you running in place but you are not a hamster. Hamster hesitates to roam and run free. Freedom was made for running with joy. Joy is rarely described as terrifying. Terrifyingly beautiful, it scares you. You think you could lose it all in a single glance. Glance at the clock, time is ticking again. Again and again, you bargain with God: "Let me learn to breathe beside fear."