Neurotic

While visiting a live volcano in Hawaii, I fell in.

I felt like an idiot. It was like slipping on the ice and in mid-air knowing there's nothing you can do about it.

I worried that when I went in and under the lava it would hurt. But then I thought that I probably wouldn't feel a thing since I would burn and melt in an instant.

Still, the heat on the way down was unbearable. I thought I would be steamed and ready to eat before I hit the lava's surface.

Just then a pelican swooped down, caught me in its tremendous mouth, carried me out of the volcano and set me down on the ground in safety.

I thanked the pelican profusely. The pelican accepted my thanks, shook my hand, and flew off.

I thought that I sometimes worry too much about things that never actually end up happening.