acrophobia

There was one thing I was always scared of--frogs. Be it photos, sounds--even thoughts of. Maybe of one exception, the muppet paired with Miss Piggy.

Height however, never made me break a sweat. Drop Zone? Any day!

Something however, happened a few months back. I got a delivery. And inside the box was a pair of shoes.

I decided immediately that I would wear it to dinner the same night. I was doing well until I found myself in need of going down a flight of stairs.

I got terrified. Seriously. I had to step back and take a deep breath. Shaking knees. Cold sweat.

At the end, a friend had to hold my hand the whole time going down. Not unlike escorting a very old--or very young person.

Needless to say, I haven't worn the shoes since.Until...tonight. It is Christmas. Why not?