My dilemma is based in my inability to leave behind what I know for an uncertain future. Will what I find be better than what I have? Have I persuaded myself that I will be happy when in reality I will not be? Questions. Questions that can in no way be answered until I jump.
And jump is what Jim said.
The only way to find jobs, to make it work, to live a life is to jump into it. Sitting here waiting for the perfect job in the perfect city is hardly a valiant attempt at changing my life. If I want to change jobs and change cities, I must first change cities and then find a job.
This is where the challenge solidifies. Over a year ago I easily packed up a few items and travelled to the unknown, without a job, a place to live, or anyway to support myself. Things worked out as they always do, as they must.
I say that, but now I am frozen, scared of failure if I move. What if I don't find a job? What if I can't make it? How is it that I had the courage to tackle a move once, yet now I find myself quivering at the notion of leaving the only life I know?
But when Jim says jump, I jump! The deadline is set, the pressure is on.
Will I make it?
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