A few months ago I found a poem that really resonated with me. Much to my surprise, I came to find out that the poem was written by this insanely talented 19 year old girl from Australia, named Erin Hansen. Soon after, one of my best friends and I were discussing tattoo ideas that would be symbolic of our friendship and all that we've conquered together over the years. E.H.'s poem ended up being the one thing that gave us both all of the feels. We knew it was the one, especially considering the things surrounding both of us at this current time.
And so this past Saturday I got the words tattooed on me that mean everything to me in my current life's state.
There is freedom waiting for you,
On the breezes of the sky,
And you ask "What if I fall?"
Oh but my darling,
What if you fly?
This week has been full of jumps and it's been scary like when you were young and your friends would convince you to climb a tree and you would finally reach the top and have no idea how to get down. I knew it was coming but sometimes there's no way to truly prep yourself for big changes, plus I'm really not a great planner. Hence my lack of actually owning a planner. Also I'm really bad at climbing trees, so there's that. But it's been a long time coming and it's time for me to make new choices and take chances.
I've been in a serious rut and it's taking a toll on my happiness.
On Monday I gave my apartment complex notice that I'll be vacating my beloved Princess Palace in October. The apartment that brought me back to life. The place that gave me my independence and my sense of adulthood. The roof that saved me from the darkest place I've ever been in. I truly love my apartment and everything it stands for, but it's time. It's become a piece of this monotonous routine I've landed myself in and it's time to put it in my memories and move forward. It's time for me to make new memories in a new apartment.
Today I'm jumping once again. Today I'm giving my boss of three and a half years notice that I'll no longer be working here in 3-4 weeks (normal for this job, don't worry), depending on when he's able to find a replacement for me to train. While I'm grateful for the years I've spent here and the freedom it's given me to run my blog simultaneously in my uniform of yoga pants, once again, it has become a large piece of my monotonous routine and it's time for a change.
Before anyone asks, no, I'm not going full-time with blogging. I'd like to think I'm that savvy with all of this but I'm not and that's ok. There are opportunities on the horizon and I'm going to test those waters once I've done my time here at my current job. And, yes, it's terrifying. All of this is. Cutting ties with big parts of your life is never not scary, I don't think.
"What if I fall? Oh but my darling, what if you fly?"
Also I'm bringing rattails back. Bye.
*Huge thanks to Eva Marie Taylor for designing this for us!*