Waiting on a sign...

I suddenly feel a certain sense of apprehension to even want or have to start something new with Nemo. May be it wont even materialize, but since last evening I've been arrested with this feeling of fear. Fear of rejection or fear of indecisiveness or even the fear of commitment - I don't know. I should be going with the flow and taking things as they come, if they come that it. But I can't. My past doesn't let me and my personality isn't the laid-back-easy-going-type, my brain has a thousand thoughts whizzing through at any point of time - trampling all over each other vying for my attention. I guess I'm in the that median phase of can be or can't be and that's making me edgy - I reckon all I'm waiting for is a sign.