I’m going to be moving back to SoCal in a few months and the thought terrifies me. Well, more so the implications than the thought but whatever.
I’ve got a good situation here. I like my job, I like my friends, I love my gym. I’ve got enough free time to pursue my own forms of pleasure and comfort, and I’ve got enough money to be able to save a little every month.
But these things don’t make me happy. My fear is that I will bring that unhappiness with me and nothing will change except my circumstances.
But I’ve studied lots of different lives, the ones that have impressed me the most, and they all took a chance in some form or fashion. If you never make the leap you’ll never know the landing.
Tucker Max once wrote, “The only way to know you’re walking the right path is to walk that path” and it’s been my guiding ethos. It’s the calmness in my ocean of negativity.