The story of my life

For those of you who haven't read Boy on a Stick and Slither, it's a wonderful online comic.  The other day I had to laugh, because it was basically the story of my life.  The original is posted here. But you can view a thumbnail of it here also, for a bit of reference.
   

 So while I may not be facing infinity, you can substitute fears or the unknown and it's the same.  Case in point, today I took a nap.  I call it a nap, but it really ends up being pseudo-lucid dreaming.  I don't really know what to call it, but it's certainly not normal sleep.  Anyway, today towards the end of this 'nap' I remember being somewhere with Carrie.  She says, "Hey Jax, look!" and points behind me.  But instead of looking, I get that feeling of fear that comes when there's something uncomfortable to face, typically 'supernatural' in nature.  Even though I was in no danger, and it quite possibly was my spirit guide, I wasn't brave enough to find out and woke up shortly thereafter.  Once again, I chickened out.  I tell ya, this progressing thing is slow!  But I'm young and relatively new at this, so I'm trying to be patient.  Besides, if everything came easy, how would I learn patience or perseverence?