Wednesday, September 8, 2010

It's coming.

My moments are like contractions, not that I've ever had a contraction. It's more a timing thing. The closer I get to stepping on that metal bird to carry me away to a different world, the more often these little freak-out moments happen. These moments that sink in my gut, questioning if I've made the right decision. These moments that say, "You're not there yet; something could go wrong," or "You're leaving everything you know. Are you sure you want to do that?" To which I respond, "Well, you have a point. I don't want to leave my friends and family, my home, my car. I like Atlanta, even after those hot, sticky days of summer." And on the brink of wanting to give up, I think, "But what an amazing opportunity I'll have. It'll be okay, and I'll have a wonderful time."

But right now, I am in limbo, in this period of waiting to start my new life. I decided to go back to school, and that's just great. But I've quit my job, and school hasn't started yet, and now I'm waiting again! It's better for me, in this waiting period, to keep busy. Go out, do things, see people. Anything but staying home, stressing about whether I'm actually ready to go. The more I do while waiting, the less I realize that my life is in surgery right now getting a face lift, nose job, liposuction, and botox in its upper lip so the lip doesn't disappear when life smiles. Pretty soon, my life will look completely different, but I'm thinking it'll be gorgeous. I'll do a photoshoot with my life when the swelling has gone down.

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Well if so, I have novels screaming at me to come see my new home, to see its elegance and to experience a culture that is beautiful because it is its own. It's been a while since I've spent hours sifting through Google images for photos of the city and country. Through skylines and sunsets, castles and beaches, I have sought to know what's in store for me to experience. And from what I can tell, it'll be an experience of a lifetime. So those pictures can keep calling me. I'll be there soon.

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