One of this week’s DS106 assignments is to write about our biggest fear. But my tiny fears are so elaborate and vividly imagined that it seemed a waste not to focus on them. If you remember that I’m a woman who moved to Morocco solo, regularly hikes cross-country into unfamiliar mountains, successfully fended off an attempted mugging, travels around Europe alone, and recently punched a stranger in the street,¹ it’ll be funnier.

1. Not connected with the mugging attempt.