Death. I used to fear death. Now I don't give a sh*t. I'm happy to go .. suddenly. I'm happy to stay because I'm doing a hell of lot every day and I've got stackloads of things I want to do and arrange .. futurewise. Trading? Well thats just a money accumulation game .. very enjoyable.
1- Losing my day job........which is a daily worry....just because its hard to find another one in general 2- dying of a long sickness/desease...as opposed to an inmediate death.
Getting my wang caught in a door,of course. yes, amen brother. I have this intense fear that when I get up to accept my trader of decade award at the banquet, my schlong will snag on the stairs. Imagine the humiliation.
Interesting. So rather than do anything at all, you prefer to do nothing. Just curious, is it possible that you might feel good about yourself with the accumulation of several seemingly innocuous accomplishments? In other words, just get moving, get some momentum going in your life and the accomplishments will follow and accumulate. Individually, they may not amount to much in your eyes, but when you stand back and look at the sum of all the things you did, you might say, "Hey! Not bad." Just my opinion, of course.
I carry a gun as well. I have a Walther PPK/S with a shoulder holster made in the old spook days by Paris Theodore who owned Seventrees in NYC. Walther comes out of that holster like greased lightening. Any spooks out there remember the holster maker to the spies? Do you have a license to carry that gun btw? What type of gun?