There's no going back after this. I didn't think it would happen so soon, yet I'm about to make a choice, or more precisely I'm about to give the impression that I'm making a choice, which will most probably seal my fate. I always believed I had more time to figure things out, to fully fix myself, so I can proceed with confidence and pride. I guess I'll have to make things up as I go, because I'm not about to let this opportunity slip by...
Everybody is afraid of something, right? Heights, tight spaces, public speaking. Those are things you get over. But then there's the other kind. Will I fit in? Will I be safe? Will they like me? Should I just go for it? Those are fears you never really get past, so sometimes all you can do is take a deep breath and hope for the best. Things don't always work out, but you got to love it when they do...
I'm making a mistake, right? By all means, stop me! Tell me this isn't the life for me. Tell me I'm wrong, that I've been wrong all along. Tell me something, anything that can make this easier. Damn I'm weak. Pitiful. A disgrace. Maybe I am all of that, but you know what? So are you, the difference is that I am determined to make it work, because I realise that it's now or never...
