my nightmare is that i’m going to die alone. unfortunately, it seems like my life is headed in that direction. the last years of schooling is suppose to be the time when you’ll find your spouse and have that fear disappear, or at least delay that feeling a few more years. I haven’t found mine yet, and I don’t have much time. But I’m not as scared of it anymore; i’m just starting to accept it and start on that cat collection.