I often feel like I am walking on the edge, not deliberately, but just because that's where I feel like I am. I work actively not to fall off the edge. Sometimes I forget that's where I am and I walk nimbly and safely. But sometimes I am reminded of how close to the edge I am.
And I fear I will lose my balance and slip through the cracks. So far I have kept my balance and mostly avoided this catastrophe. But not without a great deal of help and support.
It occurs to me now that maybe my fear of falling is holding me back.
(Balance: the seventh verb of my 52 Verbs project.)