Why do we fear the unknown?

I wonder if this is what happens as people grow older.

Life becomes more of a maze.

Uncertainties become more frightening.

Mundanity becomes more of a guilt.

As I experience more of life, and witness how life unfolds upon others,

it is harder not to be afraid of what lies ahead.

And there is more to it.

The idea that time is ticking,

that time flies quickly,

and the fact that we have buried dreams,

many times, consumes more of me.

But truth is,

I know for certain how not to be afraid,

not to be terrified. To not fear the unknown.