Here Goes Nothing

I’ve spent the better part of the past two years stressed. Stressed because I felt stuck. Stressed because I realized I didn’t know what I wanted to do with the rest of my life. It’s gotten better over the past couple of months, and by better I mean I decided I could no longer waste so much energy on something that wasn’t changing, but this week I decided to do something about it. You see, after college I felt like I needed a change, so I moved to the beach to get out of my hometown. Two years later, I’ve come to realize that its time to move onto something new.

Everyone always says that your twenties are meant for exploring new places and finding yourself so why have I used every excuse in the book to not do these things? I realize now that the biggest thing holding me back was my fear of what exactly my next step would be. Do I move to a new city? Do I travel until my bank account is emptied? Do I apply to school or maybe a dream job? I still don’t know the answers to these questions but I know that I’m finally in a position where I am more than ready to take the next step.

I realize now that the fear of not knowing what my next move would be was the main thing keeping me from doing any of it. I have absolutely no clue where I will be in a month, but I do know what ever I end up doing, or wherever I end up living, that this will all be worth it. Being comfortable in a routine isn't always a good thing, maybe its time to reevaluate yours. 

Brace yourself for a very nostalgic, less stressed, but more excited version of myself for the next couple weeks.