Seeing Fear.

It occurs to me that the wolf-like dog which menaced me last night brought an interesting message. It’s a curious trait of humans to be frightened by things which have no substance and can do us no harm. It’s often the case that what we fear is only fear itself; we’re afraid of being frightened. Maybe that’s what the dog came to tell me, and maybe I should be grateful.

(Having my sleep disturbed by a ravening monster – however illusory – is a different matter, but that’s merely irritating.)