I stepped from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch, —
This gave me that precarious gait
Some call experience.
The only ultimate disaster that can befall us, I have come to realize, is to feel ourselves at home here…
Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom.
I would like to know What I was fencing in And what I was fencing out.