Cautiously Optimistic
Well, I just walked down to the leasing office to drop off the rent check, and I didn't pass out, break into a coughing fit or somehow become incapacitated, so I presume that I'm on the mend. Still feel sorta tired and weak, but it's still a huge improvement on how I felt Saturday.
And with the promised return of health comes the renewed determination to make some major changes in my life. A couple of days ago, a friend passed along some wise words from his mom: "When we walk to the edge of all the light we have and take that step into the darkness of the unknown, we must believe one of two things will happen -- there will be something solid for us to stand on, or we will be taught how to fly. Sometimes the best thing you can do is take a leap of faith and believe."
I'm ready to take that leap of faith, and I believe that there will be something on the other side. Either I'll land well, or I'll fly so high that I won't even be able to see the ground. But I cannot and will not continue to trudge through a rut so deep that I can barely see the sky anymore. That rut has been carved by fear -- fear of being broke, fear of letting people down, fear of tempting fate through my hubris. And I am damn sick and tired of allowing my life to be ruled by fear.
Besides, I'm going to be forty years old in 26 days. If that doesn't call for a little hubris, I don't know what does.
And with the promised return of health comes the renewed determination to make some major changes in my life. A couple of days ago, a friend passed along some wise words from his mom: "When we walk to the edge of all the light we have and take that step into the darkness of the unknown, we must believe one of two things will happen -- there will be something solid for us to stand on, or we will be taught how to fly. Sometimes the best thing you can do is take a leap of faith and believe."
I'm ready to take that leap of faith, and I believe that there will be something on the other side. Either I'll land well, or I'll fly so high that I won't even be able to see the ground. But I cannot and will not continue to trudge through a rut so deep that I can barely see the sky anymore. That rut has been carved by fear -- fear of being broke, fear of letting people down, fear of tempting fate through my hubris. And I am damn sick and tired of allowing my life to be ruled by fear.
Besides, I'm going to be forty years old in 26 days. If that doesn't call for a little hubris, I don't know what does.