This week at work, I did some archiving. I know, not very exciting. But as I was putting the files away, I was looking at the dates. Jobs that seemed like they were finished recently were actually 3, 4 and even 5 years old.
I realized how quickly the time had gone. It seemed like only yesterday when we were working on some of these files. It got me thinking about how quickly time passes. Not just at work, but in our private lives too.
How time passes whether we do or don’t take the leap.
I’m just at the beginning of this adventure. And I sometimes imagine where I will be a year or two from now. Will I be successful enough to resign from That Day Job? Will it be just as I picture it? Will it be even better than I can possibly imagine?
There are days where I wonder if this is all such a good idea.
The fear of failure. The fear of not being liked. The fear of not being enough. These fears sometimes make me stall in this adventure. Can I really pull this off? Little ol’ me? And I see how much work is ahead of me. I see how much more I need to learn.
But if you never try, you never know.
As they say – what would you do if you knew you could not fail? I would run like hell towards this thing. I would be fearless. I would trust myself. I would not wait, I would not hesitate, I would not second guess.
The next 5 years will go by anyway.
I can either give this thing everything I’ve got and 5 years from now, find myself exactly where I want to be. Or I can be too scared and stay in That Day Job wondering “what if”.
I’ve spend 10 years already in That Day Job already, so I am going to keep going on this adventure. I can’t wait to see where I will be 5 years from now.