Hello and welcommmeee!
Honestly, I’m not ready to publish this blog, yet.
That’s why I’m doing this. To push myself to do things that scare me. All my life, I’ve put off so many things because it’s not the “right” or “responsible” thing to want or because I’m scared I’ll fail and then what? Then, I’ve failed and that’s effing unacceptable.
Growing up, Daddy always told me, “have patience”. Mom would repeat after him, “Sabar kar”. I’m 27 and still learning that lesson. And although I’m ridiculously impatient and want so many things to have already happened, my fears paralyze me from even starting. Which whoosh turn into regret.
No more regrets. I’m the master of my own life. I’m allowed to mess up and mess up again. But if I keep at it, there’s possibility. Isn’t that what we all want? Possibilities for something to happen.
David Copperfield (greatest illusionist) said it right. “I learned that there were two ways I could live my life: following my dreams or doing something else. Dreams aren’t a matter of chance, but a matter of choice. When I dream, I believe I am rehearsing my future.”
Rehearsal time has begun.