I can’t wait to leave, at this point that may be the only remedy to my being a ball of nerves. I’m stocked, funded, and prepared. Yet something in me is terrified. For a couple months I’ve inadvertently been rebuilding a sense of security in having income and a roof over my head, meanwhile I am soo to re-enter homelessness and expenditure.
This all comes with my decision. There is little reason to worry. I’ll grow accustomed to the lifestyle soon and improve myself all along the way. My gut just won’t stop yelling!
Yelling like the first times I’ve asked girls out to dates. Yelling like the first times I got on stage for speeches or musicals. Yelling like my first important job or promotion interviews.
Yelling like all the the other times in my life where progress and growth was soon to follow.
“If video games have taught me anything, it’s that if you encounter enemies then you’re going the right way.”