My Diary
So, it seems kind of odd to me that people think it is courageous to answer the questions in your heart. To finally walk toward the things (jobs, people, activities) that call to you. To at least take a step toward answering the questions of why you were assigned to this life. Maybe it is courage and maybe it is something else … . Maybe you just ran out of patience trying to fit and look and act like the masses and no matter what you do, it just doesn’t work. And as dumb luck would have it, you honestly can’t take it anymore, so you don’t. You say good-bye to a familiar that didn’t work and you welcome the unknown that may not. A future that doesn’t come on the 1st and the 15th; you are without pre-written instructions. Every other thought asks you if you have lost your mind and really have the experience it take to know how to make yourself happy. There are constant reminders that this path is strewn with casualties but if you stay put your fate is definitely sealed. Now what.
It is your world, your rules, your heart.
Congratulations! You now are the owner of your life.