Fear of insignificance.
Fear of irrelevance.
Fear of FUTILITY.
So what. Thank you, Miles Davis.
Does the dandelion think its activity is futile?
It doesn’t stop for a second. It just is a dandelion. It does what it does and its offspring go forth.
They don’t stay in a box; they float out into the world, no care for expense or cost or benefit or transaction.
They float to take root or not to take root.
Their leaves and yellow flowers may or may not come.