I am going to start writing because there are a lot of thoughts in my head that need to get out. I have so many plans and big dreams. I need to let the world know. I want to shout it from the roof tops!
I am going to see the world. That’s a fact.
I am going to travel and see all kinds of wonderful, amazing, awe inspiring things.
I need to start a blog to share my plans. I want feedback, someone to tell me to go for it, someone to tell me I’m not crazy.
Right now, the challenges and walls seem insurmountable.
I look up at these responsibilities and wince. My stomach sinks.
I don’t want to do what I’m doing now.
I want to be deep in the heart of china or climbing the peaks of peru. I want to be swimming alongside sharks in the great barrier reef. I want to be jumping out of a plane.
But I have to be smart about it.
So I research. I make plans. I discard plans. I get lost in my head. I overthink everything.
I want to learn to live a messy life because right now I am overwhelmed by possibilities, both good and Bad
The constant planning is intimidating.
I just want to learn to live a life on the edge.
But I can’t help but keep that safety net in the back of my mind.
It’s probably for the best.
But still, my dreams will be a reality. I work too hard for them not to be. It may take a few years, I have to finish college first, but as soon as I cross that stage, diploma in hand, I’m gone.