Going, Going, Gone.

I stand still as a tree, heat begins to rise from my feet. This is a pure sign to move. There is only one way to go. As heavy as cement, I take my first step toward the future. Forward I go, I cannot go back now. The cement will only grow drier and drier. It is not cement, it is quick sand. I'm forced to make a decision. I'm a fighter so I keep my head up and continue forward. I will triumph, I will conquer, I will and I am.

I'm moving.

I'm moving forward with my life and leaving whoever needs to be left behind.

I'm moving toward a life that will be a better fit for me.

I'm moving toward endless opportunities.

I'm moving 220 miles away from where I took my first steps, spoke my first words and had my first heartbreak.

I'm moving.

The big move for me is not from Boston to Jersey - I'm moving away from negativity. I have so much anxiety and fear but excitement at the same time. I need this to stay sane. I am no longer complacent with accomplishing the bare minimum. I'm choosing the path with obstacles, it may not be justifiable but it's respectable.

"I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference." -Robert Frost. The Road Not Taken