Some days I wake up with a paralyzing fear of moving forward. The inevitable and the unknown making homes in the hollow space behind my ears. For the first time ever- fear.
I understand it is more or less a waste of my time to worry. I know I am going somewhere new. I know deep down I will be okay. And yet, I hold onto everything as if I will never see it again..
Just full of firsts and lasts right now.