Deep Thoughts

Moving somewhere new and far away is kinda like a cross between ripping off a bandaid and cliff-jumping. The anticipation is often worse than the actual experience. Parts of the process are just not going to be fun but once you get it over with you're fine. Sure it stings and it might be a little raw and pale there for a few days, but you'll recover. Other parts are exciting and scary both at once and the only thing that's guaranteed is a sudden and dramatic change of scenery. You half wonder the whole time what you were thinking but you know that if you don't go for it you'll regret it. And really, what are the chances of anything happening that would be worse than having to explain to everyone why you chickened out--not least of all yourself? Run, jump, take a deep breath, and shut your eyes . . .