head games
Confidence is the name of the game. I am a rolling ball of emotion. I feed off my successes, and wither away amongst my failures. My conscience is fragile and malleable. This is true no matter where I am. No matter how old I am. No matter what. The question that faces me is not NY or LA. It’s "when am I going to take charge of my life?". When am I going to have the confidence in who I am to make my own luck. To not rely on some angel to come save me from myself. There are no angels in this world, only people like you and me. The issues I have in my life have nothing to do with my job, the weather, my apartment, or how many thousands of miles I live away from any given location. They have everything to do with who I was, who I am, and who I will be. It’s not too late. I can change the path I feel myself heading down. NY or LA, it doesn’t matter. Both are fine. It’s about me.
oh my goodness, where did you come from? those are good questions to ask yourself–I can relate, sounds similar to the way I felt in the first year or two following college graduation–wondering how to make my own destiny, hoping someone would catch me if I fell. I haven’t been to either city, so I have no opinion on which is better.
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RYN: Thank you. I’d say go for NY. :^)
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only you can make the right decision. and you will. when its time. *hugs* good luck, whatever you choose 🙂
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