Was looking at this photo that I made a few days ago and found something rather interesting.
Fear, panic, giving up on opportunities in order to react to what was perceived as a threat… while the world goes by just as it was going to, the threat that wasn’t passes you and you’re still left thirsty, shaken and feeling sorry for yourself.
I’ve been there, I know how it feels to be that dog. I also know how it feels to be the motorcycle rider. Sometimes it’s the circumstances, but usually we react badly because we’re not paying attention.
Just a thought