sometimes, when i think about moving to nashville, i take a deep breath and then i hold it. because, sometimes, i just get so overwhelmed with it all. the what if's break me down and i get scared. i start to doubt myself and my faith and i wonder if i'm making the right choice, or if i'm a fool for trying to mess with what's already an okay life.
and then i run across something like what you see in the photo above and it's like i can breathe again. because, oh yeah, dreams are supposed to scare you. if it was too easy, it wouldn't be worth it.
so the next time fear tries to pull me down, i will push that much harder. because i know i must be doing something right.
–– s