Rapid heart rate, clammy hands, shallow breathing…struggling with the unknown. Worried that I will just be out there “floating” without a purpose…Will life be good? Will life be agonizing? Will I be restless? Will I be fulfilled? Will I sap the life out of my friends with my whining?
I’m just doing it. (As I tiptoe up to the edge of the cliff -wind blowing my hair). Faith, love, peace and priorities.