No more time left
This is what I thought I wanted
Why am I afraid?"
I'm hitting a breaking point. To move or not to move? How can I muster the strength to leave a relatively secure job and lifestyle? Yes, I pinch pennies, I miss nature, I miss the west coast, I miss being near to family. But is that enough to get me to move? I thought I wanted only to find a position in San Francisco but now I wonder. Is it really what I want or is it just me idealizing a different lifestyle in order to believe that something perfect is out there, is waiting, is achievable?
In the soundtrack of my life, I see this song playing as I sit, internally debating the merits of leaving. If my life were a movie, I imagine it ending with me dashing to the airport, bag in hand, embarking on a new journey.
But when is life ever like the movies?
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