Ah, the fear of the unknown.

I suppose from the next second on, perpetually, things unknown will continue to bother my subconscious, thus making it difficult for me to sleep.

I'm tired of not knowing, yet I still don't want to know the things that will be. I want to know that I don't know what I don't want to know will eventually become known.

Knowing the future is horrifying. I prefer to fear what I don't know may happen instead of fearing what I know will happen.

No more palm reading for me...