Sometimes people here just can’t imagine that a thirty-something single woman just sold or shipped everything and moved here more or less on a whim. “It sounded like a good idea,” I say.
Here’s the thing: I get more and more that life is short. I say stop analyzing and thinking about it and live it. Just go. You never know when it might get cut short. I sometimes say, meaning this metaphorically, that you never know when you might get hit by a bus.
Then I read this story today. He really did get hit by a bus.
See… live it, I say. Soak it all in. Go. Explore. Adventure. Play. Say it. Now, not later. Just do it. Whatever it looks like like for you…