I'm afraid that one day I'll actually meet a slenderman while walking my dogs, that I'll put my fingers in a place where I can't take them out, and the idea that there's nothing after death. I could move to a "house village" where everyone lives in a house with music close to nature and everyone dances house at all hours of the day, and the doors to the houses are always open to everyone. I wish that I could fulfill my dreams, especially the one of petting a sloth in its natural environment.