fear

I am on a road trip. This is the first time I am traveling alone so far and for so many days. The first two days were a pain. I reached unknown cities and searched for a place to stay in. On both days I had to travel around 25kms within the city and check out 10 hotel before I found anything that fit my budget. This caused a lot of stress.

I had a dream yesterday. In this dream I saw myself in a hostel. I was the only one who didn’t have a room. I was running from place to place, looking for a room to stay in.

The weird part is that even when I was dreaming, within this dream, I realized that this entire episode was a playback of the basic fear that I had: the fear of being without a roof on my head in a strange place.

In my diary I had written about another dream in which saw myself stranded in the middle of nowhere pushing my bike along. This again reflects on a fear of mine.

This long solitary trip was supposed to address my fears. However, I just seem to be replacing my old fears with a set of new ones.

Why am I so afraid?