A lot has happened in the past two months, and I’ve learned a great deal of what I want out of life. Not saying that I’m not an ambitious person, because I think if you were to speak to any of my friends, all of them would say I am a very ambitious person, but I think that sort of ambition needed a little more maturity and a little more wisdom. I’m still not there yet, but I’m a lot closer to that sort of state than ever before.
One of the main events that happened recently is that I finally moved out.
After many years of moaning, groaning, and just overall complaining about how much I hate the commute, how much I hate the suburbs, I finally went and did it. I moved downtown. Honestly, my overall happiness has improved immensely in the past few weeks. There were a lot of factors that contributed to why and when I moved out, but I won’t delve too deeply into that here. It does, however, relate back to knowing when to walk away.
I found out that it takes a lot of courage to move forward with your life. We’re all so accustomed to a certain way of life, a certain way of every day, that sometimes we forget that we will never achieve the greatness we deserve unless we actually take a step forward.
Sometimes it takes a really long time to be sure of a decision… But hey, high risk, high reward, right? None of us will get anywhere in life unless we change our perceptions and we change our mindsets.