A2–B10:42
I sat on my chair for a long time.
Matagal akong nakaupo sa upuan ko.
My report was still open on the screen.
Bukas pa ang report ko sa screen.
My hands were ready to type again.
Handa na ang kamay kong mag-type ulit.
But my mind stopped at the first line.
Pero tumigil ang isip ko sa unang linya.
I remembered the last time I failed.
Naalala ko ang huling beses na pumalpak ako.
The red marks on my old paper.
Ang mga pulang marka sa dati kong papel.
The small fear is just a shadow.
Ang maliit na takot ay anino lang.
It grows when I look at it.
Lumalaki ito kapag tinititigan ko.
So I closed my eyes for a bit.
Kaya pinikit ko ang mata sandali.
I opened them and looked at the page.
Binuksan ko at tiningnan ang pahina.
I typed one word, then another.
Nag-type ako ng isang salita, tapos isa pa.
The fear was still there, but smaller.
Nandiyan pa rin ang takot, pero mas maliit.
The Small Fear Before Trying Again
by @carlowords