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In college I had a room mate who was froma small island in the Caribbean (Lucky girl... I know). She and I hit it off immediately. She was so sweet and charming.

One day we decided to go to the mall. We got there and walked up to the door. And it opened by itself. She grabbed my arm, frightened and a little amazed. She'd never seen a door open on its own. Then as we walked through the mall, we spotted an escalator. She just couldn't believe her eyes. A staircase that moved so you didn't have to walk? She was scared to get on it. It took some convincing to get her on it.

We went to the mall somewhat frequently, so over time she got used to automatic things. Soon, it was no big deal. She just looked on and strutted everywhere she went.

I woke up thinking about her this morning. How she was scared of things she didn't know about. And I thought...hey, that's how I am. I am scared about stuff until I do them or become familiar with them. Then it's no big deal. I've been researching licensing lately. It seems overwhelming and complicated and really difficult. Logically, I know it can't be that bad, people do it all the time. But I'm scared of it.

I guess I just need to get to know it.