I just found out a friend from high school quit her job as a nurse to go back to school and do something she loves. In the meantime, she’s working retail, part-time.
1st thought: Is she crazy? What about money? What about her 401K? How is she going to pay her bills?
2nd thought: I wish I were that brave.
I am in a job that pays enough for my wants and needs, but is by no means my dream job. I work with really nice people, but I’m not challenged at all. I dream about being a full-time writer, living at Starbucks, and possibly being a life-coach. I dream about all of those things from the confines of my cubicle. Sometimes, it’s depressing.
What keeps me in the cubicle is fear. Fear of the unknown. Fear of change. Fear of not having money. (Let’s be honest, money is SUPER important!!! That 401K won’t grow all by itself!)
In fact, I’m even attending graduate school for a career that keeps me away from writing and Starbuckings ….. all because I’m afraid of not making it and being forced to move in with my sister. In the Midwest. No thank you!
So? What do I do?
I’m going to keep writing. I’m going to keep trying. I’m going to keep working for what I want, but I’m not going to quit my day-job.
I’m just not that brave.
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