I’m scared to start

I’m scared to start.

And not really scared, because I’m anxious to get going and I can’t wait to get started.

But also, I’m terrified.

Because that threshold you have to cross from not doing the thing to doing the thing is a little bit intimidating.

You can see the other side – you know it will be hard and wonderful and feel so good.

But also, that jump to get there?


And it’s not a jump, either. It’s babysteps. Babysteps around the office. Babysteps into the front door. Babysteps into the upleveling that is inevitable.

Change is good. SO good.

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