When the sun sets in the east and you find yourself alone in the mountains, a certain primal fear awakens within you. It’s a stress that sharpens your senses, heightens your awareness, and makes you acutely aware of every subtle sound. Physically, you may close your eyes, but your mind stays alert — restless, searching.

This feeling is different from the everyday anxieties about business relationships, financial stability or meeting social expectations. It’s deeper, more instinctual, something you accept rather than resist. I wouldn’t say I enjoy it, but there’s a thrill in it — a rush that sparks curiosity. Unlike typical fears that distract us from what truly matters, this one feels purposeful, almost motivating.

I believe this raw, functional form of stress is the only kind our Homo sapien brain is truly built to handle — a fear designed for the fearless.

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