Comfort’s the Devil
May 10th, 2008So I’m about to willingly throw myself completely out of my comfort zone and move the hell out of Hawaii for good! In a way, I’m kind of scared cause I know once I do this there’s really no turning back and life will never be the same. But really, there’s not much to worry about cause things can only get better by moving… it’s just hard to leave your life when nothings really wrong, you get everything you want or need and nothings out of order… unless you want to be ubersuccessful that is. In fact… not all that long ago I was LOVING my life!… until I realized that was as good as it was going to get on this little ol’ rock.
Comforts really the devil though isn’t it… you get comfortable with what you have, where you are, what you do, who your with…. so you never change it! But without change things can neither get better nor worse…. and those who aren’t willing to take the chance to make things better will be stuck where they are…. and in my case, where I’m at is not very self fulfilling which therefore, makes me unhappy. Or bored, unsatisfied, low energied… whatever you wanna call it.
The hardest part is leaving behind my awesome friends and family… people you’ve shared experiences with, who you’ve bonded with, who “know” you and not only understand but accept you. But if I really think about it, people aren’t (usually) born with great friends. They’re found. One by one. By sorting through all the, shall we say, junk. And boy, did it take a great deal of sorting to find the ones i already have… but if i did it once (or rather several times) I can do it again right? Besides, it’s not like I’ll never see or talk to them again… luckily I make the best of friends with people who have the luxury of traveling often! :]
As for family… or “my mom” I don’t spend much time with them anyway.. I’d like to.. but don’t. Probably because I know they’ll always be there whenever I need them. So moving will probably make me appreciate what I have in terms of support from my mom. I’ll miss her dearly… but in reality I really won’t be seeing her any less than I do now! It’ll just put higher value on the times that I WILL get to see her so maybe it works out better.
Guess I am a prepared as I can be for this move… Normally, being the quick decision-ed person I am.. I would have moved a couple days after I thought about it and rationalized the goods and bads and dealt with the problems as they come AFTER I move. I miss being 100% uninhibited, free spirited and unrestrained. But this time since I’m in school it wasn’t so easy. But it’s good. I’ve had a good.. 2 or 3 months to really think everything through and plan it out.
Actually, the idea first came to me in Vegas (what was that? Jan or Feb?). I was talking to Jimmy and he was mentioning how great the college was. And it got me thinking and after I hung up the phone I mentioned to my friends that “Hey I think I’m going to move to LA for school”… Hahaha.. I don’t think anyone really took me completely seriously but neither did they doubt that I could or would. :] comes with the territory of being spontaneous, I guess.
Oh well. I got a little less than 3 weeks before this chapter of my life officially closes. Guess I really gotta live everyday like it’s the last! =]






















