I woke up today feeling a little different. There was a heavy feeling in my chest and despite my usual dose of coffee, I did not feel the surge of energy that usually accompanies this morning ritual. I went about with my usual routine: putting a nice music on, checking my mails, planning my day… Still, a part of me is discordant and no matter how hard I try to ignore it, the negative feeling did not go away. It was just hovering in the background.
Ahh… my fears. It is my greatest folly. What I was about to do will take me out again of familiar things and places. The uncertainties of the next few months igniting my feelings of insecurities and apprehensions.
Fear is indeed paralyzing. It has the power to render a person less functional and if left unchecked, can overwhelm even the most determined mind.
I know I have to get away again. I believe that for me to be strong once more, I have to finish this task. To journey to the other side of the world. Albeit, for a short time.
Yes, I will be risking a career. I will be giving up a few comforts, but what is important to me now is realizing a dream. And I cannot postpone it any further.
So now I must calm my fears. Talk to my inner self and gather the strength to pass this crossroad….
